After two days of walking in the snow, you might think I’d have had enough of the white stuff and sub-zero temperatures. But my biggest adventure was yet to come, with a visit to the Mendip Hills. Only a short drive from home but, until now, I hadn’t even picked up my keys to drive anywhere in this weather. Continue reading →
This walk began near the edge of the Mendip escarpment and barely a mile south of the village of Priddy. I set off from the parking area above Deerleap and Cook’s Field Nature Reserve, with the intention of walking west-north-west to Draycott and back.
I hope I’m not mistaken but I don’t think I’ve quite written about whether or not you can walk around Blagdon Lake… Certainly, I’ve covered Chew Valley Lake and, if I have written about Blagdon’s own reservoir, there’s a chance the post was anything but minimal in length.
So, I’m writing again, in an attempt to create something more succinct (or, at least as much as I can do!).
In the six-years that I’ve been heading outdoors on a regular basis, I’ve yet to experience what’s known as a true cloud inversion, where you find yourself (often situated on a high point) stationed above the level of cloud; masking the landscape beneath it.
I imagine this is easier to experience in mountain environments, given the greater elevation above sea level. But, where I live in North Somerset, there aren’t many mountains and so, without being a meteorologist, I wouldn’t known when or where to search for this experience while staying close to home.
Priddy is an area of the Mendip Hills that I know quite well. I’ll often refer to it as one of my favourite sections and visit it in preference to some of the more frequently-populated areas, like Black Down.
This was a group walk that I decided to attend, having not been out with other members for several weeks and knowing that it was likely to be a good experience, whichever routes we would follow.
For the fifth year running, I had signed up for Weston Hospicecare’s Mendip Challenge event. I read that over nine-hundred people took part this year, walking anywhere between five and thirty-miles on the day. I was set for yet another thirty-miler and hopped on to one of the four coaches laid out for our early start.