I was hoping I would’ve been able to write something last week, about my intended trip to the Peak District, which ended forty-eight hours ago… But I’ve not been managing my spare time well enough, which inevitably resulted in late night and last-minute packing on no fewer than two evenings!
For the first time since September 2015, I made the long drive up to Derbyshire on Saturday morning. Here, I’ll be glancing over the highlights, with a detailed insight for each walk to follow in time.
Port Eliot sits in the north-eastern corner of Cornwall; near to Saltash and within the village of St. Germans. At the end of July each year, a festival is held on the estate.
Sometime in 2016, I was invited to attend this with a friend and, having enjoyed my time at Green Man in the Brecon Beacons (August 2014), I said ‘yes’ without doing any further research on what or where Port Eliot may be.
A five-mile walk from the camp site near Dolgellau in Mid Wales (May 2017).
My first full day in Mid Wales; the morning after our arrival. Some didn’t turn up or even pitch their tents until close to midnight!
We awoke to the sound and chill of rain British Weather. Two walks were happening at the same time; both with early starts. Everyone was moving, I just wanted to slow down and breathe for a bit… So, I ended up spending the day intentionally alone.
This was a stop off in Shropshire, en route to a shared weekend and camping and walking in Snowdonia, with Brunel Walking Group.
More than two whole months have passed since the experience but it all remains fresh enough in my memory for me to be able to finally begin writing.
Walks With Olly 