Sunday 23rd August 2020
For the first time since lockdown had been thrust upon us, I made the ninety-minute drive down to Exmoor. A National Park I’d have spent more time exploring this year; but for the intervention of the pandemic.
For the first time since lockdown had been thrust upon us, I made the ninety-minute drive down to Exmoor. A National Park I’d have spent more time exploring this year; but for the intervention of the pandemic.
We’re approaching the end of September already (dare I say it) and, here I am, trying to catch up with the events of August!
As you may’ve read elsewhere on social media, I have this weekend returned from spending five days and five days in the Yorkshire Dales. My first proper taste of Northern England and my first getaway for twelve months!
I’d like to share some of the highlights of that week with you now, before writing up the individual walks (all five of them) in more detail at a later date.
I remember this as being one of those Mondays (I work Saturdays and get Mondays off) where I was in two minds about going out for a walk. It was sometime in the mid-afternoon before I finally left home and drove out to Christon, a small village between Bleadon Hill and Crook Peak.
This was not one of my own routes but one I found within the excellent series of Beyond Bristol books.