Following directions that Nikki had printed, we continued to follow the Ley Line track. It was glorious weather and everything seemed to be buzzing with life.
The three of us wandered through fields, admired the wildflowers and chatted non-stop.
Although it seemed like we knew what we were doing, we did manage to go the wrong way. Twice. *Insert the facepalm emoji here!* But alas, we were able to correct ourselves quickly and stumbled upon ‘the Edge’.
The fields below were steeped in local history, being the site where the Battle of Edgehill took place in 1642. It felt amazing and humbling to be there.
We stopped for a rest, awed by the views that had greeted us. This also gave us the perfect opportunity to pose for some photos – well, it would have been rude not to!
After a short while, we carried on the trek into the woodland. It felt as if we’d stepped in to a fairytale! The pathway ahead looked ethereal and everywhere we turned was a mass of green and wildflowers. It was beautiful.
We also met the cutest group of dogs including the one below, who was desperate for us to throw the stick!
We’d not kept a careful eye on the time and realised the car park would soon be shutting and so, we pumped up our gears and tried to get a shifty on. Unfortunately, we missed out part of the trail to ensure the gates didn’t get locked. But the walk back was great nonetheless!
Once safely back at the cars, we nipped down the road to The Castle at Edgehill. This pub is one of the grandest I’ve seen and do scrumptious chips – the cider went down rather nicely too!
With our glasses empty and skin feeling sun-kissed, we headed over to Nikki’s flat for an evening of food and films.
It was a lovely way to end an absolutely lovely day.