Today’s stroll has been quite short and, for the most part, quite easy. Having spoken to a local farmer in the pub we thought that it would be worth trying to walk along the disused railway line which runs from Leominster to Bromyard. All of the railway bed is owned by individuals and is not a public footpath so it was with some trepidation that we climbed up onto the old railway embankment.
At first the path appeared to be blocked by fallen trees but it soon became a good path with great views over the surrounding countryside. One of the first surprises was the appearance of some rails, these rails then led into a beautifully refurbished, but deserted station.
Walking on, we arrived at a farmyard with an enormous slurry tank adjacent to the old line. As is the nature of slurry tanks there was a boggy section at its side through which we had to walk, gingerly. At the end of this section we nearly had a disaster as Janet lost her footing, I was able to hold her up but my foot got stuck in the mud so we were dancing around in a very inelegant manner for a moment or two.
It wasn’t possible to complete the whole journey along the old line as we encountered a strong barbed wire fence in someone’s garden and decided that discretion was the better part of valour and headed down to a lane. Imagine our suprise when we encountered Chloe as we emerged into a back lane in Bromyard.
We booked into the Falcon Hotel for tonight and, after a light supper, I am enjoying a quiet pint of Butty Bach as the local brass band serenades me on its practice night.