Saturday, 22 August 2009

22 August – 29 August, 2009 – Summer Holiday in Italy (pt 1)

Synopsis: Helen, Laura and I holiday in Italy. The first week (pt 1) was sight seeing in Rome and Florence, plus trip to Pisa. The second week was on Lake Garda, plus visits to Verona and Venice.

 
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(selection of photos from Flickr photo set – use link above to view album)

Saturday 22nd August: Heathrow to Rome. Obtain Roma Pass at airport tourist information office. Obtain train tickets to Rome Termini. At Rome Termini purchase train tickets for Florence for Wednesday. Fail miserably to find bus as bus map is far to complex to work out bus route to hotel, therefore walk 1.7 miles through the heat of Rome to reach hotel. Pleased to find we have a comfortable cool room. We take a drink and relax for only a short while before venturing out to discover our first experiences of Rome.

Rome_003Trevi Fountain

Still baffled by the buses, we see a taxi nearby, and catch a lift to the Trevi Fountain. It feels like the whole of Rome is here. It’s a wonderful warm summer’s evening and there’s a very real party atmosphere amongst the many people gathered at the fountain. The sculptures are bathed in floodlight and the waters are a cool blue-green colour, just inviting a person to take a dip in the water, for which a person will incur a hefty fine of about E500. Anita Ekberg may have once got away with it, but we don’t fancy our chances, as there are police mingling with the crowds. We see a place selling take-away pizza so we purchase a snack and eat and drink this looking out on the fountain.

Rome_024Piazza Navona


We then decide to head for Piazza Navona, which is known to be another glorious fountain that is lit up at night. Once again the place is reeling with people out enjoying the summer’s evening. The fountain sculptures are mesmerizing. Such scale and opulence all around is so seductive. As tired as we were, we’re still entranced and intoxicated by the beauty of the Piazza. Finally tiredness was getting the better of us, so we set off for the short trek back to our hotel.

 

 

Sunday 23rd August: For our first full day in Rome we planned to visit the Colosseum and the Roman Forum. As we approached the Colosseum we watched branches being lopped off an avenue of trees, presumably to make them safe. There was an oriental wedding taking place in sight of the Colosseum, just below the mammoth arch of Emperor Constantine, which surely makes for some spectacular wedding photos. All it needed was some gladiators in their chariots to make the photo complete. There were Roman soldiers all about; at least men dressed as such, should you need them to complete your picture. Helen and Laura didn’t think it necessary, presumably because they had me!

Rome_044The Colosseum

It was good to be able to walk straight in past the long queue, because we had our Roma Passes. Ah ha! All that planning begins to pay off. There is an interesting display of information boards and Roman artefacts on show as you enter the Colosseum which we stop to study. Then finally we step out into the heat of the sun that blasts the centre of the Colosseum. It’s immediately obvious why the Romans had the foresight of having a canvas covering for the amphitheatre.

Rome_038Scene of many an 'entertainment'

 

 


We stood looking down on the arena floor trying to imagine what it would have been like packed with Romans eager to be entertained. As we bring our modern tastes and sensibilities to the place, it’s a little difficult to quite empathise with the Romans of that period. Part of the wooden floor of the amphitheatre has been reconstructed, which serves to give an impression of what the Colosseum would have looked like when first brought into use.

 

 

 

After the Colosseum we next planned to visit the Roman Forum. This we knew was going to be quite gruelling, as it’s a vast open space offering very little shelter from the sun. Once again we get in using our Roma Pass cards. We struggle with finding our position in respect of an audio guide we planned to use. We find we’re starting this part way through, and only subsequently realise that the audio guide starts from outside of the part of the forum that requires a ticket to enter. Anyway, we decide we now have to do the inner forum first, and the introductory part last. Ok, not too clever that.

Rome_046Septimus Arch

Much of the Roman Forum has been pillaged over time, but there remains enough to give a very real sense of the scale and grandeur of old Rome. We looked up at the old Palantine Hill which overlooks the forum and where the rich and powerful would have had their houses, or palaces, hence the word palantine. The parallels with modern times are very evident. The Septimus Arch stands big and bold, and appeared to be almost intact. It took us a little while to locate the circle described as being the centre of the world, but eventually we spotted it under a tin shelter. Not the most auspicious setting for something so momentous as this.

 

 

Rome_075Ancient bronze statue of Aurelis

 


Finally we exit the Roman Forum by way of the Capitaline Hill (from which we get the word capital). This brings us to a statue of Remus and Romulus being fed by a wolf, at the spot where Rome was said to have been founded. There is also a statue of Aurelis, apparently the most complete bronze statue from ancient times in existence. We descended some steps to eventually find ourselves at Piazza Venezia. From here we caught a bus back to our hotel.

 

Monday 24th August: The Vatican Museum, the Sistine Chapel and St Peter’s Basilica. Castel San Angelo. Piazza de Popolo.

Rome_100Vatican Museum - marble bath

We caught a bus from the hotel to the Vatican. I’d pre-booked a guided tour of the Vatican Museum and the Sistine Chapel, and thank goodness I had. We arrived at the Vatican just after 10am and already there were horrendous queues to get in, which we of course walked right past. We were given radio headsets from which we could listen to our guide. These proved ideal, as there were so many guided groups all about us, and yet we could easily track and hear our guide. We were told a little of the history of the Vatican, the Sistine Chapel and Michelangelo’s work before we set off on our tour. There was so much to see and this did feel rather like a whistle-stop tour. This marble bath caught my eye; I could imagine myself bathing in this.

Rome_134The ceiling of the Sistine Chapel

From the Vatican Museum our guide directed us to the entrance to the Sistine Chapel. This awe inspiring room decorated by Michelangelo is almost too much to take in. The room was packed with people all trying to take photographs and making a constant throng, despite the vain attempts of officials to prevent both. The low light and constant jostle of people meant it was impossible to really photograph well; you’ll have to take my word for it: it’s a sight worth seeing!

 

 

 

Rome_273Piazza de Popolo looking towards St Peters

We find a little pizza restaurant not far from Piazza de Popolo and have some supper. After this we return to the piazza and climb to the view point that overlooks the square. It provides a superb vantage point, looking out over the city with Castel San Angelo and St Peter’s Basilica clearly visible. The sun is beginning to set by this time, so we stayed on briefly to take some photos before wandering off in the direction of the metro station at Piazza de Espagna which is close by. We weren’t alert enough to realize that the Spanish Steps lead onto this Piazza, otherwise we might have stopped to see these by night. Instead we head for the underground train, which whisks us speedily to Rome Termini, where we hop on a bus for our hotel.

Tuesday 25th August: The Pantheon, Spanish Steps, souvenier hunting and Pisa.

Rome_279Piazza della Rotonda - fountain designed c.1575

We walked across to the Pantheon from our hotel. It was still quite early when we arrived and the air seemed fresh and crisp. Before entering the Pantheon we wandered around the Piazza della Rotonda in the centre of which is a large fountain with an obelisk erected in the centre.

Rome_326Spanish Steps

 

 

 

 

From the Pantheon we walked to the Spanish Steps. This is a pretty place where there are many people relaxing and drinking from the boat fountain that lies at the bottom of the steps. We stop for a while, take a drink ourselves, and soak in the view.

 


 

Villa d'Este_346Villa d'Este, Tivoli

We purchased take-away pizzas and eat these whilst waiting for our tour bus. Coach tour to Villa d’Este. The gardens are a maze of water features. There appeared to be a boundless flow of water emanating from every corner of the garden. Although we have the opportunity to also visit Hadrian’s Villa, we decide not to do that, but instead spend all our tour time at the Villa d’Este. A relaxing stroll around these gardens was the ideal antidote to the hustle and bustle, not to say heat, of Rome. All the fountains in the gardens are fed by the gravitational force of water from a natural source nearby. The water, once used by the garden, is redirected back into it’s natural water course.

Wednesday 26th August: This morning we were to leave Rome for Florence. All we needed to do was get to Rome Termini to catch our train, but this proved to be harder than it sounds. We were waiting at the bus stop, knowing that the H bus would take us direct to the railway station. Then a Tram pulls up nearby, which seems to indicate its destination is also the station, so we hop on it. Mistake! The tram gets less than half way towards the station when it stops at what, from the fact everyone else has got off it, is obviously a terminus. No time to work out what went wrong. We see a bus marked Piazza Venezia, which we know to be a big bus junction, so we jump on it. Once at Piazza Venezia, we round the corner and discover a bus marked Rome Termini, so jump on this. A little more stressful than it should have been, but we did get to Rome Termini in plenty of time to catch our train, which was already waiting for us.

The train journey between Rome and Florence took about one and a half hours. The train we travelled on was spacious, comfortable and air conditioned, making for a very pleasant journey to Florence, where we arrived a little ahead of schedule (163 miles, average speed 116 mph, maximum speed 160 mph). After having disembarked and walked the length of the station I have a panic attack thinking I’d left my GPS device on the train. I run the length of the platform, and dart on the carriage, but it’s not there. Laura caught up with by this time, and said, “It’s alright Daddy, your GPS is in your bag.” Phew! Why do I worry so much?

Italy 350Snacking it in Florence (Laura’s photo)

We caught a bus just outside of Florence Termini which took us direct to our hotel. We were checked into our room before 2pm. As we had so much time on our hands, plus bus tickets which still had some time to run, we decided upon making our way to the Galeria Academia where we knew we would see Michelangelo’s David. The strange thing about this place, something I well remember from my last visit nearly thirty years ago, is how unimposing the building looks, and yet it contains some of the greatest art treasures in the world. We very much enjoyed our time in the gallery, but don’t have any photos as photography is not permitted. We were exhausted by the end of our visit to the gallery. We found a grocery store nearby where we bought some bread and salami and had a picnic meal in a piazza nearby. I manage to get crumbs everywhere, which greatly amuses Laura, to the point whereby she has to take a photo (see right).

1 Florence_026Duomo

From here we walked in the direction of the Duomo. Here we sat on the steps of the cathedral, along with many other people, watching the people drift by. There was one beggar lady dressed in white and face made up in white, who would wander up to people and stick a rose in their face, then frown, pucker up, and go ‘kiss, kiss’. Ask Laura to demonstrate what she did; Laura does it so beautifully.

 

1 Florence_032Michelangelo's David in the Piazza della Signoria

 

 

We then headed down a street full of many glamorous shops, walking in the direction of Piazza della Signoria where a copy of Michelangelo’s David stands. I find that David has been considerably cleaned up since the last time I’d seen him when he seemed to have been covered in pigeon excrement. Laura and Helen play at posing like David.

1 Florence_049There you see the Ponte Vechio!

 


As we wandered back to our hotel the light began to fade. On the bridge of the River Arno, almost back at our hotel, we stop for a while to look at the Ponte Vechio which we viewed from the next bridge along the river.

 

 

 


Thursday 27th August:
The following morning we eat breakfast on the terrace of our hotel which is a most pleasant way to start the day.

1 Florence_051Laura and the lion

Then Laura insists on us making out for Piazza della Signoria once again, as she is not happy with her David pose of the previous evening. She had hoped it would be quiet in the square that early in the morning, but the place was heaving with people once again. Still, Laura’s not the sort of person to let something like that get her down.


 

1 Florence_059The Baptistry doors

 

 

 

 

 

We then headed for the Baptistry where we hoped we might get a clear view of the door, but once again we were beaten by the crowds of tourists. Just momentarily the crowds parted allowing me the shot left. Eventually we join this huge queue to enter the cathedral. The interior of the cathedral is a vast space that is relatively austere.  And then we went on to the Museo Archelogico to view some artefacts from Italian and Egyptian history. There’s even a bust of Ippolito Rosellini, the Egyptologist.

1 Florence_089Piazza Michelangelo viewpoint


That evening, after resting for a while back at our hotel room, we climbed the hill out the back of our hotel up to Piazza Michelangelo. This is a favourite evening spot with the people, and always has been. There weren’t the pavement artists that I recollect from my previous visit, but in all other respects it remains the same. We were even able to look down on the campsite that we used all that time ago, and even see the pitch on which our tent  would have stood. I remember there having been a firework display over the city of Florence back then. We weren’t treated to such a display on this visit, but we did watch a splendid sunset over the city.


Friday 28th August:
In the morning we head out for the Boboli Gardens which are attached to the Pitti Palace, which isn’t far from our hotel.

1 Florence_115Boboli Gardens
As we’re quite early the air is cool and walking around the gardens very pleasant and relaxing. It surprised us how much green landscape we looked out over, considering how close we were to the centre of Florence. In the grounds there were two recreations of buildings from Pompei. One was a merchant’s house, described as the most complete on the site of Pompei. Even the garden statues and the water fountains have been recreated. The other house had been planted with all the plants that were known to have been cultivated in Pompei around the time of the disaster that annihilated the city and it’s people.

1 Florence_144Ponte Vechio

 

From the Boboli Gardens we set off for the Ponte Vechio, which we find to be teeming with people. Every shop on the bridge appeared to be a jewellery shop. Because of their location they are very shallow, and it’s easy to look though them out to the River Arno. I remember on my last visit here all the prices were in Lira, and my being amused by the number of zeros attached to every price tag. The figures, now they’re in Euros, seem a little more human.

 


Near to the Ponte Vechio we found a pizza take-away shop and decide to purchase some lunch. This we eat whilst waiting for our coach which is to take us on our afternoon tour to Pisa.

2 Pisa_157Baptistry, Pisa

We found the centre of Pisa to be even more crowded with tourists than Florence. Had we picked the busiest week in the year to have our holiday? Everywhere we had visited during our week in Rome and Florence seemed to be packed with people, so many more than on my previous visit to these places. I’m uncertain if this is because of the month in which we’re holidaying, or the fact that there are so many more tourists than there used to be; I suspect a combination of both of these factors.

2 Pisa_174The Leaning Tower of Pisa

It’s always a bit of a shock when one sees just how far the Tower of Pisa does lean. It doesn’t look safe. Everyone wanted to take the classic trick shot of seemingly holding up the tower. Of course we wouldn’t be caught dead doing such a thing  :-)  The nearby area has been cordoned off and is free of traffic, but far from free of tourist shops. There seem to be hundreds of them. We had a guided tour of the Baptistry, and then given time to wonder around the area. People are allowed up the tower on a ticket, but apparently only 30 at a time, and you’re only given 30 minutes to climb to the top and back down again. I guess this way if it should fall down it limits the damage.


Saturday 29th August: Today we’re due to leave Florence for Lake Garda. We have a hire car organized, which we’re scheduled to pick up from the Avis office, which is a walk of just over a mile. We’re there a littler early, just before 10am, but we’re soon fitted up with a car. We’re given a free upgrade, as there’s a car that needs to be returned to Milan. That’s handy, as I’d only reserved a little Fiat Punto, which could have been a bit of a squeeze.

3 Florence_205View of Florence from Fiesole

We set out from Florence on the road to Fiesole, along the so called Strada Panoramica, taking us along a cypress lined road that gradually ascends the hill. From here it is said there are splendid views out over the town of Florence. We parked the car and walked up the hill through the village and found a good vantage point, and yes we looked right across the valley in which Florence lies. There was a considerable heat haze which slightly blurred the view, but it was still worth stopping to take in.


 

From here we planned to take a major road, but not the auto strada, north from Florence in the direction of Bologna. My GPS takes us on this very narrow lane over a high hill, but once over this we find ourselves on a reasonably good road on which we’re able to make swift progress. This proved to be a lovely road taking us through some spectacular hills, and well worth the minor detour. We did however have a little bit of trouble picking up the auto strada, but once we found our way onto this, we were soon speeding on our way to Lake Garda.

On route we needed to pick up some groceries. I said to everyone, look out for a grocery store and I’ll stop. Helen spoted a Penny Market, apparently a store they have in Germany, so I pull over and we get our groceries. We drive without hitch straight to our apartment, named the Turelli Apartments, direction finding courtesy of my GPS. The last few kilometers took us this narrow, steep winding road, and then the tarmac ran out and we found ourselves on gravel, which was a little daunting. But there we found it, just as in the picture. The cheerful owner was there to greet us, and we were soon settled in. The view from our second story apartment was fantastic. We looked out over Lake Garda, and realised instantly what a splendid place we’d found for ourselves. We had arrived by 17:30 and were eating dinner by 19:00. I put some music on and we eat and drank wine and gazed upon our splendid view of the lake.

IMG_0845Photo from series showing changing cloud formations over Lake Garda (Laura’s photo)

Laura and I noticed how the clouds were rapidly changing shape to dramatic effect, so we placed Laura’s camera on her Gorilla Pod and took a photo every minute, as the light gradually faded into night. The series came out rather well (see a shot from the series left). It was time to chill out and relax; at least that was the theory!

Saturday, 8 August 2009

08 August – 21 August, 2009 – Summer Holiday in England

Synopsis: Helen and Laura spent most of the first week with Ricki and John. The second week was time spent with me, Mum, and others, in and around Devon

 
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(selection of photos from Flickr photo set – use link above to view album)

Saturday 8th August: I drive to Heathrow to meet Helen and Laura on their arrival from Germany. Their flight was punctual and we’re soon reunited after what seems like an age. It’s great to see them once again.

I mention some traffic I saw on the opposite carriageway on my approach to Heathrow, and sure enough we’re soon in an enormous tailback and crawl along getting nowhere fast for nearly an hour. Finally we clear the traffic and are moving well for a time, but then we spot a notice that there are more delays further along the motorway. I decide to pull in and consider our options. Our plan is to go to Tyntesfield, the National Trust house not far from Bristol. We elect to come off the motorway and use the major road just south of the M4, the road that passes through Marlborough. This proves to be an excellent option, as this is a pleasant road to drive and we make excellent progress, apart from a small amount of traffic in Bristol. We’re at Tyntesfield for lunch, as was our plan.

Lunch at Tyntesfield was fairly basic, which I was surprised about. We had a mixture of pasties and sausage rolls. Apparently the National Trust plans to build a new catering facility but this won’t become available till next year.

As we approach the house we discover that it is shrouded in scaffolding which is quite a disappointment, and this made it impossible to appreciate the facade of the building. The interior was open, but here too much was covered or had been removed for restoration. We did however enjoy our visit and there still remained a lot to see.

That evening we picked up pizzas, along with some steam puddings and custard, in Tesco’s and took these around to Mum’s place to eat. We connected Mum’s laptop to the TV and looked at various photos after supper.

_004 Turf LodgeHelen and Laura at Turf Lodge

Sunday 9th August: Helen, Laura and I decide upon a cycle ride to Dawlish. The weather was lovely, so this seemed an excellent idea. We followed the canal towpath most of the way.

We arrive in Dawlish around lunchtime and search out an Indian takeaway that also does fish and chips. Helen and Laura settled on fish and chips whilst I decide to have a curry. I had to make a dash back to the curry house, as eating a curry with just my fingers wasn’t something that I was keen to attempt.

It was good to be in Dawlish again and reminisce on times past when we would visit simply to feed the ducks and maybe have an ice cream.

I wasn’t sure if we’d be fit enough to cycle back, but we were all feeling fine, and so we cycled all the way home, a round journey of about 26 miles. Not bad going that. We have a cold supper of Pizza from the previous night with some cheese and crackers and salad.

Monday 10th August to Friday 14th August: Helen and Laura visit Ricki and John for the week. I pick Helen and Laura up on Friday evening. We have a quiet night in and watch a DVD.

_040 AshbrittleThe Ashbrittle Yew

Saturday 15th August: We plan to meet up with Claire for a day out together. We arrange to meet at the village of Ashbrittle Somerset, home to one of the oldest trees in Britain. The Ashbrittle Yew is estimated to be over 3,000 years old. We take some photos around the tree and explore the church before setting our sights on our next destination, which was to be Wimbleball Reservoir.

 

 

_043 Wimbleball ReservoirWimbleball Reservoir, Somerset

 

 

On arrival at Wimbleball, after having driven up a path, we park and have a picnic lunch. After lunch we set off on a walk along the lakeside, in the direction of the dam. It’s a pleasant warm day, and the walking is quite easy.

 

_056 WatchetThe Ancient Mariner, Watchet, Somerset

 

 


We finish the walk early and are soon back at our cars. We decide that we will drive on to Watchet where we briefly stroll around the village, pay homage to the Ancient Mariner and his albatross, and watch the steam trains puff their way along the harbour side.

By this time our minds were turning to thoughts of food. Claire said she knew of a nice little Chinese restaurant in Wellington, and we decide upon this. Claire knew the way, so she leads the way, down lovely roads through beautiful countryside. We have a very nice meal at the Wellington curry house. This is Mum’s first outing to a curry house, where we help her select a mild curry. We all enjoy the food, Mum too.

Finally we say our goodbyes to Claire after having had a lovely day together. Claire heads north for Taunton and we head south for Exeter.

Sunday 16th August: We went canoeing on the River Exe and the Exe Canal.

_086 DartmouthHelen, Laura and me, Dartmouth

Monday 17th August: Trip to Paignton where we caught the bus to Kingswear, from where we travelled on the passenger ferry across the River Dart to Dartmouth. We have a lovely fish and chips lunch on the water front at Dartmouth.

 

 

_092 BrixhamBrixham Lido

 

 

 

From having returned to Kingswear, we catch a bus to Brixham. Here we walked out around the harbour in the direction of Berry Head, as far as the outdoor lido which has recently been renovated and brought back into use. There were lots of children swimming in the lido, and along the rocks of the seashore, where the water looked crystal clear. Back in Brixham we have an ice cream before catching the bus back to Paignton.


Tuesday 18th August:
We have some banking jobs to do, so in the afternoon we pop into Exeter to complete our business. On the walk back to the car we visit St Michael’s Church because of it’s association with the Gibb’s family connected with Tyntsfield house that we’d visited earlier in the holiday. Unfortunately the doors were locked and we were unable to gain access.

We decide to watch an episode of Sense and Sensibility from a TV adaptation of this story. This proves to be an excellent adaptation, one that we enjoy very much. I think Helen and Laura would have watch the whole series, but Mum and I were tired and flagging a bit, so we agree to postpone watching the final part to the following evening.

_109 BeerBeer Head, looking west towards Branscombe

Wednesday 19th August: We drove down to Beer and walked along part of the coast path. Although Mum came with us she said she’d wait for us on a nearby bench whilst we went for our little walk. We walked out to Beer Head from where there is a lovely view of the rugged white coast line that has been exposed by erosion.

After meeting up with Mum again we walked on into Beer where we had an ice cream. We then set off back to Exeter as we planned to supper with Mike, Sue and Becky. We had a very nice meal at the Barn Owl that evening. We were able to walk there as it is so close to where we live.

Thursday 20th August:

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Helen, Laura and I decide upon a cycle ride over Haldon that I had sketched out in my mind over the winter period. The ride offers a good mix of on and off rode riding, but involves bit of a stiff climb up to Haldon. It was a lovely day and we get a good view out over Exe Estuary from the Haldon Monument. There is quite a crowd here, more than would be expected. When we phone Mum to organize our pick-up we find out why; Mum explains that the Red Arrows were due to put on a display over Dawlish, and everyone was here to watch them. Well, we didn’t have time for that, so we got on our bikes and set off once again.

As we were cycling into Dawlish and then onto Dawlish Warren we were treated to a splendid display of the Red Arrows, which proved a very pleasant bonus to our cycle ride. Mum met up with us at Dawlish Warren where we strolled out to the sea front, getting an ice cream on our way. Part of the aerial display included a ‘vintage’ Vulcan bomber which seemed to glide majestically through the air on its delta wing.

IMG_0251Trenchford Reservoir (Mum's photo)

Friday 21st August: We had lunch at Tesco’s before driving up to Bovey Tracey and then on to Trenchford Reservoir. We walked around Trenchford and part of Tottiford Reservoir. The water level at both was quite low, but I suspect recent weather has made amends.

 

IMG_0272Homemade chicken & mushroom pie (Mum’s photo)

 

 

 


In the evening we baked a homemade chicken and mushroom pie for our supper. It turned out rather well. We did use Tesco’s pastry, but even so, we were chuffed with ourselves. And yes, it really did taste as good as it looks.

 

Later that evening we packed our bags for our trip to Italy.

Saturday, 11 July 2009

11 July 2009 – Walk: Bickleigh to Bradninch (13 Miles)

Synopsis: A walk in mid Devon country, partly inspired by my walk of last week. Fields of green and soil of red. A Morris church window to see at Butterleigh, which was something of a nice surprise.

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(selection of photos from Flickr photo set – use link above to view album)

The weather forecast for the day of this walk was not good, but I felt the urge to get some fresh air and exercise. As the weather was forecast to deteriorate as the day wore on, I decided upon making an early start, up at 5:30am and on the bus by 7:30am, my destination Bickleigh.

There was the occasional light rain falling making the vegetation very wet, which meant I had to put on gaiters to keep myself reasonably dry. As the green lanes that I found I often found myself in were much overgrown, I did get several soakings, but as the day was warm I really didn’t mind.

_018 Butterleigh ChurchMorris window in Butterleigh Church

I did a minor detour to visit the village of Butterleigh and its church. There was a window in the church that caught my eye, and I was looking at when a lady entered the church. At first she hadn’t noticed I was there, but eventually she shouted across a friendly hello to me. They seem to operate a small visitors centre at the church, and I think she was part of this group. The place was most welcoming. She described the window as the ‘Morris window’. It certainly has the style of that period which makes it stand out amongst all the other windows in the church. I rather liked it.

_017 Butterleigh ChurchPoor box of 1629 in Butterleigh Church

 

 

 

 

  


In the church there is also a poor box carved out of a single piece of oak, with a date inscribed on it of 1629. I’d never before seen anything quite like this.

 

 

 

A little further on from Butterleigh I enter a field and as I check out my route across it I spot what I think to be a bull with heifers. I take a little closer look and yes, it’s definitely a bull. I decide we should take stock of each other before either of us made a move. I stood there looking at it, and he at me. The bull was standing right on the route I should walk. After a few minutes I decide he hasn’t much interest in me, so continue to walk across this field,although I give him a wide berth. When you see the large haunches of a bull it is quite intimidating. I don’t usually find bulls out in the fields with heifers until later in the year, but today I came across two.

_029 Bickleigh to BradninchTumulus in the woods

On route there was a tumulus in a woods which I had decided upon taking a little detour so as to have a closer look. It is quite a visible mount, very atmospheric tucked away as it is in the forest. As I march on I find that I’m only about 2 miles from Cullompton,so I decide to make that my lunch venue. There was a lovely view of Cullompton in the valley as I walked the track through the forest. I could see a rain belt moving along the length of the valley.

 

_054 BradninchAustin A40 complete with art work

 


On arriving in Cullompton I looked for a park in which to eat my lunch, but had to settle for a bench by the side of the road. After lunch I followed a lane gently rising out of Cullompton in the direction of Bradninch. As I approached Bradninch the rain set in quite hard so I decided to make my way home as quickly as possible. Glimpsed this sporty looking car just across the road from the bus stop, complete with art work on the roof. I bet this puts your car to shame.

 

The day proved enjoyable despite the rather damp conditions. I think the countryside around this area some of the finest that the county has to offer, and in Devon that’s quite some recommendation. This is the Devon the tourists never see, and for them so much the pity. And in many ways the light is so much better for taking photos than on a bright sunny day, as the colours are so much richer.

Walk Statistics:

Total Distance: 13.50miles
Moving Time: 5hrs 6min
Stopped Time: 52min
Total Ascent: 483 metres
Maximum Elevation: 188 metres

Buses: H1, 55, 1

Saturday, 4 July 2009

04 July 2009 – Walk: Uffculme to Cullompton (13.1 Miles)

Synopsis: Head east, not so young man, was the cry. Well, I have often been drawn to the west and south, and have neglected the countryside to the east of Exeter. It was time I addressed the matter.

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_004 Uffculme_018 Uffculme to Cullompton_027 Kentisbeare_070 Cullompton_089 Cullompton_085 Cullompton
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A walk I did earlier in the year along the Grand Western Canal took me on bus route through the rustic villages of Bradninch, Willand, Cullompton and Uffculme. It made me realise that this area of Devon, although so close to where I live, was very unfamiliar to me. I had made a mental note at the time to return, and today was the opportunity to do just that.

_001 UffculmeThe Ostler pub, Uffculme

My plan was to catch the bus to Uffculme and walk back to Cullompton from there. Unfortunately quite a number of the buses terminate at Cullompton, the earliest bus to go right through to Uffculme on a Saturday was the 8:40 from Exeter. The best place for me to catch this was from the bus stop near the Whipton shops, a short walk along Sweetbrier Lane of 1.2 miles from home. Despite the bus being a little late, I reached Uffculme in good time as the journey is relatively short and quick., starting my walk by about 9:50.

 

_010 Uffculme to CullomptonThe River Culme


I take a little time to look around Uffculme. This village has a charming little triangular centre surrounded by pubs and shops. It felt like a pretty sleepy place with very few people about. The church was unfortunately closed, so I only got to see it from the outside. From here I dropped down to the River Culme which was the start off on my cross-country walk. The usual dog walkers that you often meet close to a village were out in droves, although it wasn’t long before I began to cross fields and I was left to my own company.


 

_015 UffculmeDistant view of Uffculme

The sun was out and the day warm, although there were some dark brooding skies about. There was every chance I’d catch a shower or two today, but I had my umbrella with me and was prepared for all eventualities. Climbing a hill across the River Culme from Uffculme afforded me fine views across the valley back to the village I’d just left.

 

 

 


I settled on the plan of stopping in Kentisbeare for my lunch. I enter the village at 11:45, passing a little water fountain with a plaque. Apparently the water fountain was put there to commemorate the funeral of George V. A gentleman saw me looking at the fountain and stopped to tell me that he had attended the funeral of the former king of England, as he was living in Windsor at the time. The fountain now serves as a drinking trough for passing thirsty dogs. I was tempted, but decided to stick with my canteen.

_031 KentisbeareKentisbeare Church

On entering Kentisbeare Church I find it to be a hive of activity. Some women were putting in place a newly woven alter cloth, woven in the Heathcote Mills of Tiverton, appropriately enough. One of the ladies explained to me that there were to be celebrations of the 750th anniversary of the church next week, and that they were preparing the church for this event.

 

_035 KentisbeareThe west gallery of Kentisbeare Church

 

 


The church has a superb west gallery, something that you don’t see in many of Devon’s churches. It's said that minstrels would at one time have played in these. That's an idea I've always liked. A plaque on the wall commemorates the death of a Scott, a nephew of Sir Walter, who had died of Scarlet Fever. I guess the Scott family had quite a share of tragedies.

 

_043 KentisbeareSkies darken over Kentisbeare Church

I eat my lunch on a bench looking out over the church. It’s a lovely peaceful spot and I really appreciate the deeply rural feel of central Devon. I did however notice the skies darkening and saw what seemed like rain on a distant hill, so I decide to be on my way as soon as possible.

 

_046 Uffculme to CullomptonCorn begins to turn

 

 



I notice that the corn is just beginning to turn from green to yellow. It won’t be long before the countryside is transformed in the the colours of high summer. I was glad of the gentle breeze that blew across the fields, as the day was hot and the humidity high. I notice that the soil in this area is a very  light sandy soil, quite a contrast to the deep red heavy clay that is found to the north west of Exeter.

_080 CullomptonCullompton Church Golgotha carving

I was presented with a fine view out over Cullompton in the final stages of my walk. I crossed the motorway and the railway and entered Cullompton. I was keen to see the church of St Andrews, as I’d heard that it was unusually grand for a town of this size. I caught sight of it down Church Lane, coming into view between a line of cottages. It appeared quite imposing from the outside, and from the interior even more so. There was this very peculiar ‘Golgotha’ wood carving that is Medieval in origin, that once capped an earlier rood screen. Apparently the only one of its kind in existence. Here I also come across my second west gallery of the day. I hadn’t expected to see two of these in one walk.

But the real crowning glory of this church is the ribbed vaulting of the roof, a glorious example of such grandeur that you’d normally only see in a cathedral. Obviously a place with quite some pretensions.

The bus was waiting at the bus stop. It’s a very regular service that runs between Exeter and Cullompton. Within 5 minutes of my boarding the bus, I’m on my way back home.

It was nice to have sampled a day in what might be considered typical rural Devon, rather away from the usual tourist honey spots.

Walk Statistics:

Total Distance: 13.1 miles
Moving Time: 4hrs 30min
Stopped Time: 46min
Total Ascent: 315 metres
Maximum Elevation: 156 metres

Buses: 1