As the sun beat down from the clear blue sky we parked up our car and made our way into the long green grassy field across the road. The GPS soon revealed we were to climb over a style and make our way down a steep embankment.
Despite there being steps these were very narrow and nature seemed to be laying claim to them from all sides. Fortunately, I didn't slip and we were soon treated to a woodland fit for a fairytale with a small waterfall and bluebells covering the earthy floor. Here we stopped to take a few photos before heading on through a meadow where my husband took this photo of a bee.
Then uphill we navigated the ploughed farmer’s field before descending once again through a patch of nettles. Thank goodness I was wearing my jeans but heat and pregnancy don’t go well together and I felt my clothes were clinging hold of every inch of my being.
The next stage of our journey was to lead us to question just where exactly the footpath was as the farmers had taken away the signs. It turned out that they had re-routed the path and fortunately we didn't need to head through the cow field.
A farmer waved to us from his tractor clearly not bothered by our presence and we disappeared into the bright yellow rape seed fields that lay before us.
As 3pm came we made it to a village where we hunted down a Church Micro geocache and had something for lunch. We bumped into a fellow geocacher who was picking up her kids from the school down the lane and saw the preparations being put in place for the upcoming scarecrow festival. It was around this time that I was also experiencing Braxton Hicks, thankfully they soon subsided though. Goodness knows what I would have done had they developed into labour!
Having had something to eat we retraced our steps back into the fields and headed back towards the car. It felt heavy going as we passed field upon field, a situation not helped by our daughters constant whining as she was tired.
Our final obstacle was to cross a farm and with little pointing us in the right direction it was lovely to hear from the farmer’s wife who told us the way and took a liking to our daughter. We also saw a horse field before we reached our car with a donkey and horse in the field. My daughter on seeing them took great delight in making clip clop noises in reference to them.
Where have your adventures taken you recently?
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