A pointer

…to things to come. The eagle-eyed amongst you will spot the Clent Hills marked on the toposcope. A few hours previous to this, I had the pleasure of renewing my acquaintance with Chris and meeting Bill Phillips and Chad at the legendary National Trust refreshment kiosk in the Clent Hills. I can confirm without doubt that the bacon sandwiches are the finest known to Man, especially when accompanied by a lightly fried egg. A few photos will follow, although conditions were far from ideal (please remember that Chis, Bill and Chad were there so perhaps you will understand what I’m saying…).

Now Bill happened to work at the site for a while (I believe he was a Bacon Sandwich Taster) and knew the chef (who, apparently, used to be HRH Pricess Anne’s chef [I'm never sure if I'm being wound up with some of these tales!] and Bill suggested it would be nice if we had some bread pudding later on. So we set off for a walk in the typical English summer’s weather (a bit nippy, grey and occasionally wet) to build up an appetite. Lo and behold, when we returned there was some super bread pudding, still warm from the oven.

After eating this and mindful of the full English breakfast I’d had at the start of the day in the hotel, I thought I really ought to have a little stroll when I got back to Church Stretton. The “little stroll” was just over 8 miles up some steep hills and I did not finish the walk until 8.55pm; it was getting vey dark by then!

This toposcope was at the summit of the walk, Pole Bank on the Long Mynd. None of the hills marked were visible as a thick mist shrouded the hilltop and preventing seeing more than around 100 metres in any direction.

On Sunday morning, my walk featured both Ragleth Hill and Caer Cardoc, both marked here.