Edgier

Wednesday, June 16

Here came another jaunt around the Cotswolds, which name means an elevated, open place with stone sheep shelters. This day began with a stop to pick strawberries at Hidcote Boyce.

Eat Off Ground
Eat Off Ground
Weigh and Pay
Weigh and Pay

From there, we wound our way through Chipping Campden. “Chipping” denotes shopping, a little of which we did.

Market Hall
Market Hall

Our picnic lunch overlooked a gorgeous emerald view at the base of Broadway Tower, a folly (misunderstood building) from 1800 on a 1023-foot summit.

Broad Edge
Broad Edge
Broadway Folly
Broadway Folly

Our way continued through Snowshill before we took a hike to the site of an ancient village called Pinnock. The trail was low and dark between hedges, and we found possible earthworks and a deep wood.

Deep and Dark
Deep and Dark

These were some beeches!

After a pause at Farmcote’s Herb Farm, which specializes in chillis of all kinds, we took a gander at just-closed Sudeley Castle near Winchcombe. Being unfortified, it looked more like a palace to me. Here lived and died Catherine Parr, the last wife of Henry VIII.

Studeley Castle
Studeley Castle

Through town and a bit southwest, we strode up a fair slope to Belas Knap, a restored long barrow burial mound from 2500 BC. This is the oldest human construction I’ve ever beheld.

False Entrance
False Entrance

The vibes were amazing. I began to chant Meredith Monk’s Dolmen Music. Several small chambers opened up on both sides of the oval-shaped heap.

Old and Mysterious
Old and Mysterious
Winchcombe Far Below
Winchcombe Far Below

Returning to Broadway, I sipped while the ladies spent.

Crown and Trumpet
Crown and Trumpet
Crown and Trumpet Interior
Crown and Trumpet Interior

Supper was a tasty smoked haddock, boiled egg, and rice dish at the house of Lou’s cousin Chris and his lovely wife, Sara. Our strawberries and some rare cheeses rounded out the fine repast and great day.

Comments

  1. Yvonne

    Yum on the strawberries. What a find! Just like Boggy Creek Farm only not so close. How long did they last? I truly felt history in your photographs and in the names of places. I look around and wonder what are we building now, today, that will last? Nothing like you are seeing and touching. Sad. I assume there will be Green Man holiday slide shows and I’ll be ready. No popcorn. Beer.

    Missing you. Fig pickin’ maybe next week.

    ymh

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