Saturday, 31 October 2009

31 October 2009 – Walk: Woodbury to Exmouth (10.3 Miles)

Synopsis: This walk included a visit to A La Ronde, which was absolutely fascinating. The walk required a climb to Woodbury Common, but fine sunshine and autumn colour made this worthwhile.

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What made this walk rather special was a visit I made to A La Ronde, a National Trust property in Exmouth. The National Trust acquired the property in 1991. I’d been meaning to look in on this place for an age, but somehow had never got around to it. I think this was partly because I thought it was perhaps little more than curiosity. How wrong I was. But before I rattle on at length about A La Ronde,, as I fear I must, let me first say a few words about the walk.

WOODBURY_TO_EXMOUTH_001Woodbury beginning to awaken

The walk start point was to be Woodbury, reached after a short bus ride via a rather sleepy Exeter Airport. The little village of Woodbury seemed little more awake than Exeter Airport when I arrived. A few people were shuffling towards the post office presumably for their morning papers. There are many pretty corners to Woodbury. It commands an enviable position so close to Woodbury Common, the Exe Estuary, the sea and Exmouth. It is not long however before I am following a lane up and out of Woodbury in the direction of the common.

 

WOODBURY_TO_EXMOUTH_019AWhat fun it had been to cycle through this pool


Woodbury Common is a popular destination for dog walkers, joggers and cyclists, and rightly so. It is a little wilderness on our doorstep. The ferns had turned a golden brown making a warm backdrop to the vibrant greens of the evergreen woodland. At Four Firs I picked up a route that was the route of a family cycle ride that we undertook a few years back. A large pool of water reminded me of the fun we had at seeing who could make the biggest splash. As usual the master of such antics was my brother-in-law Colin who ran away with the title.

 

As I began my descent from Woodbury Common I picked up a ‘lane’ that headed in the direction of Exmouth. Unfortunately this lane is a busy traffic route into and out of Exmouth, something I should have known from past experience had I studied the map more closely the night before as I planned this walk. At some places along the lane there is no verge, therefore a lot of care was required to negotiate this section of the walk. It was a relief to turn off right into a much quieter lane on the outskirts of Exmouth town.

WOODBURY_TO_EXMOUTH_032The Point-In-View church

I was soon on a footpath looking across fields when I spotted an unusual spire that at first I mistook for the rooftop of A La Ronde. I made a minor detour up a lane to discover the peculiar A Point-In-View church, more of which, and A La Ronde too, I’ll say later. Eventually my way took me across fields from which there is a splendid view across the Exe Estuary. I dropped down to the new Exe Estuary Trail, a cycle and walk route following the course of the railway, that was not running on this day due to extensive track maintenance. I had about a mile and a half to complete before arriving at a bus stop in Exmouth to begin my journey home.

 

WOODBURY_TO_EXMOUTH_049A La Ronde

And now for A La Ronde. I had got it into my head, completely wrongly as it happens, that this was a house that came about in the 1920s. I knew it was a very original shape and design, and I linked that in my mind with the various stylistic movements of the 20s and 30s. The house I knew had been decorated with sea shells and feathers, and this seemed to me very Arts and Crafts. The house is in fact more than 200 years old, dating from the end of the 18th century. It was the brainchild of two spinster cousins, Jane and Mary Parminter. They had been on a ten year Grand Tour of Europe and collected many items and they wanted a show case for their collection and decided to design their own house.

It was incredibly brave of the cousins to be travelling at that time as there was much turmoil in Europe at the time, including the wars that stemmed from the ambitions of Napoleon. Their favourite country was Italy, and although there are no designs for the house in existence, it is thought that the house is modelled on a sixteen sided building in Ravenna, Italy, the church of San Vitale. One of the pictures exhibited in the house is of this building. Apparently many papers and letters were lost during World War II as they were stored in the library in Exeter at the time of the blitz and were lost in a fire.

WOODBURY_TO_EXMOUTH_053A La Ronde, home of the Parminter cousins

The impression one immediately gets upon stepping into the house is that this is emphatically stamped with the personality and character of the Parminter cousins. The central octagonal room, onto which all the exterior rooms had doors, has a patterned wall designed to create the illusion that this is an underwater sea chamber, with green seaweed flowing up the walls. I think the cousins were proto feminists, even going so far as to stipulate in their wills that the house was at no time to be inherited by male heirs, although this was a rule to be broken by later family.

 


The Parminter cousins were from a north Devon family that had made its money in trade. They had dealings for instance with the East India Company. The family came to Exmouth partly because it was an ‘in’ place to be. Lady Nelson was living here at the time of Trafalgar and the Parminter cousins were close friends of the lady. They had also come to Exmouth because of the docks, as various commodities were landed at Exmouth and transported by road to London, as apparently this was, despite the poor roads, easier, quicker and safer than taking goods to London by ship.

The shell gallery is unfortunately off limits, as this is reached by a very narrow passageway which, if access were permitted, would result in too much risk of damage to the delicate shell decorations. The only opportunity to view the gallery directly is to stand at the bottom of some stairs and stare up a lit corridor to the nearest decorations. Even this mere glimpse is enough to convey the impression that the cousins had created something quite special in this flight of fancy of theirs. A CCTV camera has been rigged up and it is possible to use this to see the shell decorations; the camera is manipulated by joy stick.

WOODBURY_TO_EXMOUTH_034Point-In-View church altar

There is one other thing worth a mention and that is that there is, just up the road from A La Ronde, a very strange looking church with a very peculiar name, The Point-In-View church. As mentioned above, I’d seen an unusual roof from the footpath and at first I thought it was A La Ronde, and headed towards it. It was in fact a tiny white building seemingly plonked in the middle of a field. The church sits on a small hillock from where there are tremendous views down towards the Exe Estuary and Exmouth. Its the spire, which sits right in the middle of the church roof, that first catches the eye. The building has triangular shaped windows.

 

As soon as you enter the church you’re immediately aware of just how small this is. The main illumination comes from windows in the central spire, from which shafts of light fall on the altar. The effect is quite spectacular. Apparently the ‘point’ of the name was the conversion of the Jews, at least according to Pevsner.

On entering A La Ronde I asked the steward at the door if there was any connection between A La Ronde and the little church up the road, and of course there is. The Parminter cousins designed and built this church, and are now buried there.

Oh dear, I do appear to have gone on at length about my visit to A La Ronde.  I suppose that reflects how taken I was by the place. It is, in the words of the National Trust handbook, quite ‘unique’. I see it as a testament to the liberating effects of travel and how this broadens the mind. The ladies must have been inspired by the variety of life they saw on their journeys, and perhaps felt that a little innovation to stuffy old England was long overdue. So, what did they do, they built a sixteen sided house on a hill in Exmouth and filled it with wild ornamentation. Goodness knows what the people of Exmouth would have thought about this back then. But I suspect Mary and Jane, emboldened by their travels, revelled in their bohemian reputation. I wondered if my enthusiasm for A La Ronde was purely personal, and so, on arriving home I referred to my copy of England’s Thousand Best Homes by Simon Jenkins. Simon sums up his praise of A La Ronde by saying it is, “A tiny jewel in the National Trust crown.” Well put!

Walk Statistics:

Total Distance: 10.3 miles
Moving Time: 3hrs 51min
Stopped Time: 1hr 55min
Total Ascent: 420 metres
Maximum Elevation: 160 metres

Buses: 56 & 57

Saturday, 17 October 2009

17 October 2009 - Walk: Winkleigh to Hatherleigh (10 Miles)

Synopsis: This walk entailed a cold and frosty early start, the air being crisp and the sky clear. The two villages of Winkleigh and Hatherleigh that this walk connects are both picturesque Devon villages.

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Today’s walk once again required a very early start, as I needed to catch the 8:05 bus from the bus station to Winkleigh. The forecast was for a clear night the night before, and that must have been the case, as the day started cold and crisp. The weather looked good for this walk. I wish I could have said the same about the buses. Once again my first bus didn’t shown and that meant a 15 minute wait for the later bus, which I knew would cut it very tight for me to catch my 8:05 to Winkleigh. Luckily the driver made good time to the bus station and there was my bus still waiting for me.

I have to confess to rather liking being driven. I was never fond of driving, and always felt that I should have my own driver, and I guess this is as close as I’ll ever get to that. It’s so pleasant to sit back and take in the views as I’m whisked through the Devon countryside arriving in Winkleigh punctually at 9:09. Prior to arriving I noticed at North Tawton that the air was so cold that the steam from the creamery factory was falling and forming fog banks in the valley, a rather strange sight to see.

It felt as if the village was only now beginning to stir. Only the odd dog walker about. The church bell peeled as I rounded some houses, and there the church stood, slightly up from the main street. I was surprised to find the church door open this early in the morning.

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As I gently pushed the door open I could hear a voice inside, and I soon made out a prayer chant. I poked my head in the door to find the vicar saying prayers at the altar. The church seemed otherwise empty. I didn’t want to intrude and so I quietly closed the door and made do with a wander around the exterior of the church. I believe the interior might have been more interesting than the exterior, but at least there was a sun dial on the wall to catch my eye. One thing I can say for the church, it has a splendid setting, seeming to command a presence over the whole village, as I suppose any church should. 

 


 

 

2 Winkleigh to Hatherleigh_012Autumn colour

By this time I was keen to stretch out on my walk and find some open space. I left Winkleigh on a long lane that descended into a valley with distant hills, probably those of Dartmoor, beyond. I picked up a footpath to the right which took me across this dew laden field. I should have put my gaiters on, as I soon had soggy trouser bottoms. Will I never learn. My excuse would be that I was distracted by the lovely colours of the oaks that lined my path, as can be seen in this photo. Autumn really does have a special beauty in the colours that appear particularly when the light is as good as it was this morning.

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I came next to the tiny little village of Monkokehampton. The village did have the convenience of a bench, but seemingly little else. I decided to take advantage of this hospitality and sat to eat a snack. As I sat there I looked across at a sign on the wall opposite, and make out an old AA information sign (see photo). Today Monkokehampton is written as one word, but I notice on this sign it is written as two, as I presume it once was. A useful piece of information informs me that it is 196 miles to London. Although perhaps not so useful, as that was not on my agenda for today.

 

2 Winkleigh to Hatherleigh_020A deer makes a run for it

The walking was superbly restful. I had only sheep and cattle for company. That was until I came upon a deer in a field of grass. We were both rather surprised to see each other. It’s unusual to see a single deer out in the middle of a field like this. I grappled for my  camera knowing that nine times out of ten the deer is gone before I look up. But this time I see the deer darting for a gate in the field, and then I see that the gate is closed, and the deer has somehow got itself trapped in this field with no way out. It has to come back up the field as I am headed for this same gate. I managed to get a few distant shots of the deer as it circled the perimeter of the field. I pondered a while whether I could do anything to help the deer but decided that, although it didn’t like the lack of cover, it wouldn’t come to any harm where it was and the owner of the field would probably have a better idea than I would how to send the deer on its way.

Just before the River Taw I came upon a wind open field with the sun streaming across it, and made this my lunch stop. It was time for a sandwich, cup of tea and a chocolate biscuit. Ah, the high life, but no sign of Jeeves.

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I entered Hatherleigh by a green lane rather obtusely named Red Lane. Well, the soil being the colour it is around these quarters, I suppose this name is more fitting. There’s a lovely wedge shaped house at the end of Red Lane, worthy of a photograph.

Hatherleigh, I believe, has the distinction of being the smallest town in Devon. It does have a cattle market, and perhaps it is this that distinguishes it from other mere villages.

The Tally Ho pub looks out onto the square and the church looks out on this square too. We did eat in the Tally Ho a couple of Christmases back.

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I entered the church and discovered it to be very attractive. It has a somewhat squat appearance, as it appears to be as wide as it is long. There’s no rood screen, and perhaps that’s a factor in my perception of the interior. Apparently the font, which is 12th century, is the oldest artefact in the church. I did rather like some Flemish stained glass, especially St Peter carrying two keys, presumably one to the gates of heaven, the other to the gates of hell. A salutatory warning to the townsfolk entering the church.

 

Walk Statistics:

Total Distance: 10.0 miles
Moving Time: 3hrs 47min
Stopped Time: 36min
Total Ascent: 291 metres
Maximum Elevation: 169 metres

Buses: 315, 51 & H1/H2

Saturday, 10 October 2009

10 October 2009 - Walk: Stoke Woods (13 Miles)

Synopsis: This was a walk from home involving no forms of travel beyond those of walking boots. I passed through Mincinglake Valley Park to Stoke Woods, then dropped down to the River Exe.

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I hadn’t planned a walk for today, so I had to do this during the morning, hence I didn’t set out on my walk until midday. The idea for this walk stemmed from the previous weekend when I skirted around part of Stoke Woods on a bicycle ride that took me to Stoke Canon and Brampford Speke. Part of my reason for going today was to explore what paths disect the woods, as I could see a number on the Ordnance Survey map.

The route I took from home was to follow the designated Green Walk route which took me through Hamlin Park and Mincinglake Valley Park. This is a picturesque route I walked earlier in the year when I did the whole of the Green Walk. Once I got to the top of Stoke Woods I stopped and had some lunch at a place I used on my previous walk. It affords a lovely view out across the valley. The sun was shining and it was very pleasant. There’s a small dilapidated cottage standing nearby. It would make a lovely location for a house, but needs knocking down and rebuilding.

_003 Stoke WoodsSite of ancient Roman look out station

There is an ancient site of a Roman Look-out fortification near to my walk route. It’s shown on the map, and I was looking out for it. I did get to see it from the path, although it’s not possible to approach it. It seems that earth works are all that remains of what was once there. The Romans certainly picked an excellent location for a look-out, as you can see for miles around from this site. I guess one had to watch for marauding barbarians then, much as you do today.

 

_007 Stoke WoodsView out to Stoke Canon

 


From here I entered Stoke Woods proper, near to a car park for walkers. The path I followed was the public right of way, which dropped steeply down onto one of the way-marked routes. As previously mentioned, I was on the lookout for paths shown on the map, but these proved to be mostly imaginary. There was no sight of them on the ground, with most ways far to overgrown to venture from the main way-marked track, but this proved a pleasant and easy walk.

_010 Stoke WoodsRiver Exe from Stoke Woods

At one point there is a notice board at a viewpoint from which you look out over the valley of the River Exe across to the large mansion house of Pynes on the opposite hill. Apparently Pynes, and the nearby cottage of Woodrow Barton, were inspiration for Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility, which it is said is based upon the nearby village of Upton Pyne. Now, how come I didn’t know that when it was right on my doorstep? On The Republic of Pemberley blog there's an Austen gazetteer in which Sense and Sensibility references to Exeter can be found.

_022 Stoke WoodsRiver Exe with Stoke Woods in the background

 

 

 

After a week in the office, today’s fresh air and exercise was just what I needed, and I got plenty of both. The sun shone, the day was warm, and was a fine example of how lovely a day can be had in October. The trees are just beginning to turn and leaves are falling, but it felt like a summer’s day. 

 

Walk Statistics:

Total Distance: 13 miles
Moving Time: 4hrs 43min
Stopped Time: 1hr 04min
Total Ascent: 381 metres
Maximum Elevation: 149 metres

Buses: None