Monday, 13 April 2015

Easter Walk: Around St Brides Major

The Easter Monday was pleasantly warm and sunny.  So we drove to the west for a half hour.  At the end of a small village, St Brides Major, we parked our car, and walked up to the limestone hill.

The view from the top of the hill was stunning.  We saw the blue sky and just hills.  The yellow gorse flowers were full in bloom.  A flock of sheep, including new-born lambs, were gazing or lying idly on the grass.  Only a few groups of people passed by.



We walked down the hill.  A sign post for walkers stood at every corner, so that we didn't get lost.  The footpath was quite steep, though you cannot see in the picture.



 What we saw was an interesting road under the water.  On the right side there was stone steps, maybe quite ancient.  The road crossing the small river didn't have a proper bridge, instead, the middle of the river was shallow so that cars could drive through the water.  A few cars came to the point, and the drivers hesitated briefly, then drove in the water to the other bank.  A woman with the dog, in the picture, who wasn't far enough from the water, got soaking wet just after a car drove away from the water.  But her dog was enjoying in the water.  Why not, it was sunny and warm!





We saw this ancient clapper bridge over the river.  Village people would use for their daily life.  The stream was calm and clear as ever, I think.

As we walked along the river, there were two stone bridge for the railway above.  A girl was riding a pony, accompanied by her mother, when I reached the second bridge.
 


 Toward the end of our walk, we came upon the field, just in the middle of nowhere.  Actually, no.  On the right side of the picture below, we found a small stone cottage with a sigh of 'Eggs for sale'.  We asked the man in the back yard for eggs.  Eggs on Easter Monday were just right.  The eggs were of white and brown leghorns and silkie chickens. 

On the way back home, we drove at the coast, where number of people were walking and playing at the beach, contrasted to the calm paths, where we just walked.

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