This was it. Our final walk along the ninety-mile long White Horse Trail. A very few of us were ready to complete the challenge, while others were in attendance for what was likely to be a very good walk.
I even found myself driving to the start point on top of Bratton Camp… SatNav didn’t get us close enough and it was only thanks to Andrey’s phone that we arrived where we were meant to be.
Effectively, this was the penultimate walk for Jo and Brunel Walking Group in the White Horse Trail series. Personally, I still had one to catch up on [Walk #4 – coming soon] but we’d all come a long way, however many of the full ninety-miles we’d covered.
This walk would, unfortunately, receive one of the lowest turnouts of all seven – possibly because of a conflict with other people’s plans but, maybe, just maybe… Some had endured enough with the horseflies blighting the previous walk.
It feels like such a long time since I last wrote about a White Horse Trail walk [three months to the day] – and, in the time since, I’ve actually completed the final three walks in the series and the ninety-mile long trail itself! All will be revealed in good time.
This route was titled Walk No.3 but it was actually the fifth to appear on the group’s calendar, due to a bit of shuffling to incorporate it in to our annual ‘Mini Walking Festival’.