Nothing fishy about this walk… The Pike is a rocky ridge which provides a quick route up to the Long Mynd plateau, for this (relatively) high level route. We look back to Badbury Ring, the hill fort on the edge of the golf course, before heading west to pick up the Portway and the path to Pole Bank, highest point of the Mynd. We can stay on the plateau until the last minutes of this walk, when the path descends steeply to the edge of the woods fringing Church Stretton. Now it’s just a short walk back to the car, descending the track back into Cardingmill Valley. It’s only six miles in total, but we spent most of the afternoon on it – it was too good to hurry, much better to stop and look around, and enjoy the day.
Author: geoffspages
Upton Cressett
A walk in quiet country between Bridgnorth and Ditton Priors. Things are improving underfoot, but slowly – much of this walk is on surfaced lanes, and where it isn’t, there’s no shortage of mud. Upton Cressett is a remarkable little hamlet. Its 12th century church, redundant since 1970, is in the care of the Churches Conservation Trust. We thought it might be open, but we couldn’t get in, and had to be content with squinting through the window.
Two summits
A walk on Brown Clee – up to Abdon Burf, the county’s highest point, then across the high ground (squelchy in places) to the southern top, Clee Burf. It’s a fine breezy afternoon, though there are one or two showers about. We caught one briefly – it had blown over before the rain began to look serious. There were one or two more further west, creating some dramatic skies.
Sunshine, showers and snowdrops
A short wander around Attingham park, near Shrewsbury, on an afternoon of bright sunshine (too good to stay at home) and sharp showers. We managed to avoid the latter, apart from one which had us scuttling into the bothy for shelter. The “Woodland Walk” is still closed after the recent high winds – there were numerous casualties of the storms in those parts of the park that remain open – and the website warns of mud, though the paths didn’t seem too bad. Perhaps we’re getting used to it…
Quiet ways from Morville
It’s a dry and mild afternoon, with the chance of some sunshine. The field paths continue to be worth avoiding, but there are quiet tracks and lanes north of Morville. The drive to Aldenham Park looks private, but it forms a public footpath, which leads to the unsurfaced track to the pools at Hurst Farm. From here onwards, we’re on a hard surface. We return to Morville along roads which, like so many others in these parts, are very quiet.
Fferm wynt
That’s “wind farm” in Welsh – we’re at Llandinam farm, not far south of Newtown. The well-made shale roads around the site, which is almost entirely on access land, provide an excellent surface for walking in these wet times. It wasn’t wet this afternoon though – it was fine and sunny, with enough wind for the turbines but just a gentle breeze at ground level. Whatever their pros and cons, a wander around this large site is enjoyable – the views are extensive, and the turbines make interesting graphic shapes against the sky. And there’s undoubtedly something graceful about their synchronised twirling.
Glorious Galatea
4.10pm, Sat 15th Feb 2014: LMS Jubilee 45699 “Galatea” roars up the bank out of Shrewsbury with the return “Welsh Borders”. Just for once, everything was right – sunshine and steam, and the wind in the right direction. What more could one ask?
For photos see http://geoffspages.co.uk/raildiary/galatea2.htm
On the road again
At times, it feels as though the storms have been continuous – but there have been some fine days between the deluges. This afternoon’s weather was too good for staying indoors, but if the ground’s not actually under water, it’s still too wet underfoot. So – another walk around quiet lanes, out past the farm at Harnage Grange, crossing Bullhill Brook beside the ford, then up the hill to Kenley and along the ridge. The ford was almost an impasse – the footbridge was fine, but below it, the stream was straying across the road. Not a problem – no depth – feet stayed dry. There used to be some extensive views to the west from the lane along the ridge north of Kenley – sadly, they are now only really visible from the other side of the high hedge that has been planted here. Does it need to be 8′ high?
My Sunday road walk earlier in the month was quiet – how would a weekday compare? I think we passed ten moving vehicles along the five miles, no dog walkers, no joggers, no cyclists, one Chinook…
Deeper and higher
The waters of the Severn are even higher than they were last Friday. Where the course of the river was clearly delineated by its flow, in the fields near Leighton, there now appears to be one big lake. It’s too deep now for the wading birds – they’ve gone, though I’m sure I heard an oystercatcher.
In Ironbridge, the flood is high against the barrier – it’s almost to the top of the railings beside the Wharfage footpath, and it’s not yet at its peak. (Flashback to 2012: did someone say “drought”?)