Eager to be gone from the camp, and back on the road, I woke at half six and left within an hour. I'd attempted to be as quiet as I could but I suspect the tents on either side of me were disturbed.
Only a few hundred metres from the trail I was soon strolling along the river Wye once more. It really is a lovely river, wide and clean with trees on either side. You're soon climbing away through and towards Little Mountain, the first in a series of moorland hills. From there you go past New Church, another refreshment station for wondering walkers, and up Disgwylfa Hill. You pass through farm lands on the lower grounds but the higher you get the more open the land becomes. The ground here is springy and a pleasure to walk on. Moreover the sun was high and there wasn't a cow in sight.
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| Hergest Ridge |
The final slope was Hergest Ridge and climbs to 426 metres. I paused on the way up for lunch, eating my humous and bread on the side of the lane. Two walkers passed, one heading for Hay on Wye near the end of the trip while the other was walking my way but simply doing a day walk. I talked briefly to both but made no attempt to accompany them.
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| Kington |
Because of the early start I decended into Kington before two and took a leisurely look around the place before looking for my campsite. The one I'd chosen was shut so I walked back up town towards Fleece meadow campsite. It's a nice open space close to town but far enough away to be quiet. The owner was away so I headed back into town to find a cafe and WiFi.
Turned into, in many ways, another day off as I had enough of the day left to wonder around and enjoy myself. I bought reduced roasted chicken breast from the supermarket and made humous, cream cheese, sweet corn and chicken wraps which were a big success. After I found a pub and spent the evening writing up the now horribly out of date blog. The internet was so slow though I only got three days uploaded.
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