24/05/2022
My car showed 20 degrees, on the other hand, the clouds displayed dark silhouettes reminiscent of the previous night's thunder and rain battle. Well, what better time to do a walk that's half covered by trees?
Crossing the road outside of the Arms the flowers bloomed in gardens facing the Cenotaph, roofs peeped over the tops of bushes and locals had already claimed a few benches, chatting and eating ice cream.
I made my way 'behind' the village, passing stone cottages and into the green countryside. Lambs frolicked around the field, sheep bleated their hunger at the quad bike headed towards them and St Peter's Church loomed ahead, its facade sat greeting the sun before the forecasted change later on.
I turned right, alongside the red brick wall - propped up by wooden stakes and towards a rather odd-looking round building with a round roof. This is Stonyhurst Observatory and it is still used today by the students of the college as well as being a functioning weather station used by the Met Office.
A little further along, the farmer was busy herding his cows up the road in time for milking, so i stopped and watched the slow parade for a while before moving on.
The views from the farm tracks are effortless and unrivaled, the colour green bombarding the eyes and the countryside orchestra entertaining the ears.
Striding down the 'Thousand Steps' and over the stone 'Fairy Bridge' I veered off the main path and towards a loud rushing sound where the leaves sparkled with sun spots.
The River Hodder appeared below me beckoning with its clear waters and gently flowing falls. I found a stone platform and hopped to the pebbles below, dipping my feet and gently splashing the cold water. Across the river, a Heron watch on, ready to take flight if i moved too quickly.
Further downstream, as the river calmed down to a quiet trickle, colourful birds appeared, a few of which i did not have the name for. Sitting on the crumbling skeleton of Cromwell's Bridge, I got out my phone to do some detective work.
From Cromwell's Bridge, the walk rose up and away from the water, through farmland and down Winkley Hall Farm. Just a little further on I was reunited with the river, at the exact point where the Ribble connected with the Hodder!
The way forward from here was pretty flat, and green fields rose from all directions. I followed the lightly worn path skirting the river where it changed to artificial grass, a farmer's efforts of saving the landscape from scarring and erosion. Once the artificial grass appeared, there was no need for the map as the path was hard to miss, it then went back through (very steep) woodland and up to the village, but not before going through a field of sheep, lambs, cows, calves, bulls and chickens! - Stick to the edge of the field and you shouldn't bother them!
The final style brought me within sight of my car, a very welcome sight after a beautiful walk down the woods!
A highly recommended walk, extremely popular with locals and tourists alike, there's much to see, rivers to paddle and fields to run in - who else has done the full 5.5 mile, I'd love to know why you love it!