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Evening Walks

It feels as though this year is beginning to increase its pace. Simultaneously, I also feel as though 2016 has only recently begun…

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We’ve somehow survived another unnecessary disruption to our body clocks and with that, comes the extra hour of evening light throughout British Summer Time. Presenting with it, the perfect opportunity for evening walks.

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My First Night on Exmoor

Friday 19th June 2015

I arrived at Westermill Farm at about 17.30. It had taken me almost two-hours to get there from home and but for a series of cleaning tasks and last-minute packing, I’d have like to have been there a little earlier, following a half-day at work. In fear of what the southbound traffic could be like on a sunny Friday afternoon, I took the A38 south as far as Bridgwater (J23), by which time I could glance over the railings to see the M5 was running quite smoothly.

It was then that I joined the motorway as far as Junction 25, before following A-roads and B-roads past the Brendon Hills and in to the heart of Exmoor.

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Prior’s Wood Walk

Thursday 28th May 2015

It was two-weeks ago to this day. This very evening, I headed out for a rare post-work walk in the hopes of capturing many bluebells with my camera, with summer looming only a matter of days ahead.

Prior’s Wood in Portbury, North Somerset, is regarded as one of the best sites in the country to spot carpets of bluebell flowers in the heights of the spring season. Two-years ago, I first embarked on this walk under the leadership of the Ramblers. This time, it was only me.

I just had to hope that I wasn’t going to arrive too late.

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Prior’s Wood

There are a lot of little things that I’d like to update you on but, first of all, I’d like to share with you a little evening walk I went on with the group last Wednesday evening. These evening walks only occur in the summer months (for obvious reasons) and I didn’t honestly think I’d have the energy left, after nine or ten hours at work (not to mention the early starts). But I’d booked Wednesday off in order to get my van serviced (apparently, the wheel bearing had fallen off and I was very lucky that the wheel hadn’t done the same) so, I didn’t really have much of any excuse not to go. I was worried about turning up to find a small selection of people I didn’t know (which did happen) but even the weather was against me – it was sunny!

It all started in the village of Portbury, North Somerset. A stone’s throw from Junction 19 of the M5 motorway

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