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A Cotswold trail marker |
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Always on the lookout for this |
When planning the UK portion of our trip, daughter Shanti suggested
that we visit the Cotswolds. My first
thought was “Who are they—some distant relative of Clark Griswold from National
Lampoon’s European Vacation?” No, not quite.
The Costswolds are a 79-mile long, 800 square mile British designated ‘Area
of Outstanding Natural Beauty’ (AONB)
about two hours west of London. Most of it
is farmland. It also has over 4,000 miles of impressive stone walls and lots of
sheep and sheep dung. The word comes
from ‘cots’ referring to sheep enclosures and ‘wold’ meaning gentile
(limestone) hills.
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One of countless "kissing gates" we navigated |
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Our first inn/pub (on the right) |
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View from our lunch pub |
We hiked about 10-14 miles for three days among them, eating
at pubs along the way and spending the night at country inns, some of which
were over 400 years old. The area has a
system of trails, which are basically right-of-ways along through and along the
edges of fields, barnyards, and forests. Along the way we passed 800-year old villages, churches, and cemeteries. We managed to dodge the rain showers, but not the ever-present sheep dung in the pastures. Our bags magically showed up at the next B&B, often a 300-year old building.
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Broadway Tower |
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Through many pastures with a view |
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old churchyard |
Our experience can best be described as a delightful romp
through the English countryside in the mornings, a leisurely lunch at a pub, and
a long slog through nettles and sheep dung in the afternoons. All along the way, the scenery was beautiful. Evenings were spent enjoying good food (yes,
the British can do more than fish and chips) and conversation over extended meals.
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Typical Cotswold View |
We met some interesting people, some cows, and lots of
sheep. What made this trip so unique is that we could walk from field to field, through farms, through pastures, forests, farmyards, and narrow alleyways between homes. The landowners are all part of the cooperative system of rights of way through their land. Volunteers maintain the 'kissing gates.' Unlike the States, the trail users treat the private property with respect and don't litter or harass the livestock .
Today, our third morning, we met
one of the original founders of the Peace Corps, hiking most of the same
route. Unlike us, Paul and wife Mary
were in their late 70’s, which we found inspiring. We
enjoyed learning about his early days in Pakistan when Sargent Shriver and Bill
Moyers were setting up the Pakistan country desk.
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A fragrant lavender field |
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Mogul palace of some rich dude |
Along the way we had a couple of delightful surprises. One was an immense and fragrant lavender farm. Another was a mansion in the form of a 17th Century Indian Mogul palace.
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This time, a view when it was not cloudy |
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Old stone fence |
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newer stone fence |
All in all, a very unique vacation. What we enjoyed the most was the extended
conversations with daughter Shanti and her boyfriend Alan (who is Australian,
but works in London). As the Greek
crisis unfolds and the British budget was unveiled, we learned a lot about the
economy, culture, and lifestyles of living in the UK.
We have a couple more days in London, then
head home on Sunday. It’s a nice place
to live, but we’ll be glad to return to our small world in Salem, OR on Sunday.
Looks like scenes from Downton Abby. Did you pop in on Robert and Cora?
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kvo
Thanks for sharing this lovely adventure, Ron. Your beautiful photography makes me want to visit there in person.
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