Minus 3 all the way to the Prancing Pony
The cold snap offers unexpected advantages to the year-round rambler. The usually treacherous mud in the horse fields is frozen firm, sparing one from the threat of trench foot. On the frost-hardened ground, the ice holds the weight of a 14.5-stone man with just the faintest suggestion of splintering.
But you've got to keep moving.
Officially, I have finished the Rail Trails on the Cotswold Line. But another journey to Worcestershire Parkway for the Student. Who is going for an Interview. For a job. I'm sure there are more courses he could take on, if he really put his mind to it.
I depart at Honeybourne, with half a cup of hot coffee, purchased by the Student. He felt I needed consoling after spending £16.90 for a 30 minute return train journey. I'd already had a go at the hapless ticket seller. He was smiling as he said "It's the Cotswold Line, innit".
At least it's a fine walk - with most paths a repeat from the Heart of England Way.
Its a climb out of the Vale of Evesham onto Dover's Hill. Undulating paths through Chipping Campden, Broad Campden and Blockley before dropping down to the Marsh that gave Moreton is decription.
Here are some photos;
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| Near the Start - Honeybourne Church |
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| Looking over the Vale of Evesham from Dover's Hill |
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| Cotswold Way Marker pointing towards Chipping Campden |
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| Climbing out of Norcombe Wood Valley near Blockley |
With a few villages/towns walked through, there are plenty of refreshment choices. Too early for the 8 Bells Inn and Bakers Arms. Not prepared to risk the Great Western Arms again.
I save myself for Moreton-in-Marsh. Trains back are hourly. I have 45 minutes to enjoy a North Cotswold Brewery Best Bitter in the Bell Inn.
Tolkien's story told in picture form.
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| Good Beer Regular - and deservedly so |
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| Inspiration |
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| Could be handy in a pub quiz |
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