Grizzle – fed up being lazy so taking Annie for a 13 mile trot around Bewl water


Having spent a few days working at Collard et Trolart in Meaux, Annie took on the character of Rufus and turned into a snaffler, well who wouldn’t the local restaurants were apparently awesome.  Time to take her for a long walk and where better than the very local Bewl Water, always deserted during winter and never disappointing for fab views of Kent and Sussex.  The walk is about 13 miles, more if Annie is in charge of directions, but very flat so can be done in 4 hours or so.  A few detours to pubs exist, not for us though.

Where are all the ducks?!

Check out the link and check out the upcoming events, triathlon anyone?

Bewl was dammed in ’75 and then filled with 31,300 million litres of water and on this walk you even see country lanes that appear to run down into the reservoir, very weird.  Car park is pretty spenny at £6 but lots of opportunities to park on the verge if you are not feeling flush…(think that is quite funny, flush….).

Triathlon anyone......?

The walk was pretty uneventful; a bit of squirrel chasing, a moment of hilarity when Annie got lost and almost fell in the mud….ummm and some typical winter squelching around, I got muddy as you can see above.  I would also comment that yet again no one managed to bring a picnic, marvellous, I was starving….what about The Bull Inn at Three Leg Cross, Ticehurst, The Vine at Wadhurst or any of the other grub stops….what nothing?

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An awesome day, I just had to walk, no Rufus no Grizzle just Annie….Chevening here I come


I live four minutes from here and this is the first time I have made the effort to trek from Chevening to Knockholt and back via the North Downs.

The path begins at Chevening church and you can see a marker identifying this as part of the Pilgrims Way.

No photoshop involved, the sky really was that blue

I got lost as I had no map and no idea but as you can see all the way to Canary Wharf from the top I wasn’t too worried.

Not sure where I am but not sure I care it is such a fantastic day..

When I get more time I will add some neat links to some ace walks up here as it is so near to so much and truly fab, with the M25 only 2 minutes away,  you would never know it, so if you are shooting past the exit to the A21 turn off and take a break.   The Bricklayers Arms in Chipstead will serve you lunch when your legs are done with walking.

Snuck off the footpath above Chevening House, official residence of the Foreign Secretary

Chevening House is very much off limits but there are some footpaths which take you to this view, not a bad one.  Very rare to get an invite here.

Streat, Ditchling Beacon circular – mud, mud and a bit more mud….


Ummm so much for the view at the top of the Beacon…

Grizzler here, please note I am not a great narrator like Rufus, neither am I as handsome.  I am a Border Terrier and I like doing things that terriers do…..jumping leaping and generally misbehaving.  I am not a snaffler of picnics and I do not admire folk who get lost as generally speaking that is what I do.

The decision to walk the 10 miler Streat – Ditchling Beacon  circular was taken many days before the skies opened to make a Sussex mud fest of the route and before it was evident that visibility from the top of the Beacon would be zero, I loved it but not sure about Annie who is not great with a map at the best of times, iPhone Apps (UK Map) here we come.

Phone box outside the 11th Century Streat church

The walk along the Bridleway through Brocks Wood was passable but I was pleased no one had shorne my winter coat as Annie’s trews and boots were drenched, (note to walkers when it rains down low in these parts it does get mega muddy). 

The vis at the bottom was pretty good but check out my muddy coat, lovely

Up and onto the Downs the problem became one of visibility not mud.  Not a soul to be seen, with the mist actually nothing was to be seen, pretty spooky but pretty cool in its own way. 

The wind blew, the rain came, but the Downs are my fave place to walk now....Grizzler

The South Downs are wonderful.  Not sure that the start point at the bottom worked brilliantly and next time a walk across the top will be sought.  An easy walk of around 11 miles that anyone could have a go at. 

 

Its all about bricks – 11 Million of them


Happy New Year fellow travellers. 

Camilla, having scoffed a whole turkey, a home-baked Christmas cake and a 12 pack of mince pies decided that an 8 miler in the mud was in order.  This was good even though I, of course, had not had any turkey, Christmas cake or mince pies, who knows perhaps I would bag a pheasant on our way round the Ardingly Balcombe circular walk, ha!  Well watch out at lunch.

Note Annie to the right in silly hat - woof

It was pretty nippy, I could tell as the team had silly hats on and Camilla even sported some wooly gloves, nothing like stylish ey talk about letting the side down.  I merely rolled in sufficient mud to provide me with a natty organic coat, nothing like a Beardie rolled in Sussex clay – beeeuuutiful.

Camilla has a new camera, which I understand as I am after-all very handsome, but twenty photos of the Balcombe viaduct, (aka Ouse viaduct), seems extreme.  OK Annie tells me it is made of 11 Million bricks, has 37 arches, was built in 1841 and is used by over 110 trains every day – how exciting – yawn – oh dear! 

Viaduct with Rufus

OK so the viaduct makes for a good pic, because I am in it!

We strode on, as ever, two little detours very early on (well done Millsy) but we eventually made our way to lunch, at the Half Moon Pub in Balcombe.  Apparently this place has not been gastronised hence still sported the traditional worn carpet, dart board and a pub menu that folk could afford. Come on girls get something I can nab, steak and kidney perhaps? Oh well done Camilla, ham-egg-chips, yummy now lets see my moves.

Brilliant she cannot see me....here I come.

Quick pit stop then straight into the second phase or our mud fest.  Take note this walk is VERY muddy so even though only an 8 miler it made for slightly slower walking, that and the inability of girls to read maps – Bodge help.   After the quick detour, yes another one, we found our way to the East side of the reservoir and it was well worth the wait; silent, mostly frozen and v v picturesque. 

The lake house, room for one!

A walk without challenges, the light was poor for our day but this is a walk that is well worth doing.  The Half Moon is a bit tired but was excellent value and that ham was 100 % home-made and carved, yummy woof woof.

Rufus Rambles into 2011 and is still loving it.

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