This was the day immediately after my most recent walk along the Severn Way. While I’ve forgotten my precise reasons for heading out on a day bearing the threat of rain, I imagine I was most likely looking to make the most of a day that might otherwise have been spent indoors, ‘waiting’ for Monday morning to come and go.
Bonfire night! But, before all of that, I drove over towards Portishead for a fairly local walk with Brunel Walking Group.
I found it refreshing to be able to drive across North Somerset and avoid Bristol altogether, on this one. We would all meet and start close to Clapton-in-Gordano, with a number of us parking our cars within the darkness of the M5 flyover.
This was one of those occasions where I was looking to do a walk but not entirely certain of where to go and also reluctant to travel too far from home.
I decided upon a fifty-minute drive south to Combwich near Bridgwater. From there, I could revisit a section of coastal walking that I first completed with Anna in 2016. Then, there would be the eyesore.
I’d been wanting to revisit the northern end of the River Parrett, ever since walking it with Anna in 2016, as part of our effort to complete the unofficial Somerset Coast Path.
Back then, we took a mutual shortcut in the aim of saving time and making the stretch less mundane, as even the new England Coast Path requires you to walk along both sides of this wide river before reaching Steart and heading west past the Quantocks.
In this walk, I would fill in the missing miles. On my own, for now.