Ramblings of a Welsh Rambler

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Trellech - Cleddon Shoots

Sunday 18 March 2007

Trellech – Cleddon Shoots Walk

On a cold and very windy day 11 walkers and Bronte the dog went on a 9 mile ramble in the countryside around the historic village of Trellech. Leaving the village near the pub we walked across a few fields before entering the Beacon Hill woods. The bridle path through the woods has been cutup badly by motorbikes and we were glad of the recent dry spell, which meant the mud was firm under foot. We proceeded to join the Wye Valley Walk footpath where we stopped for a morning break over looking the river Wye below. It very briefly snowed at this point. We continued on to Cleddon Shoots (Falls), which still had quite a bit of water flowing down the steep hillside to Llandogo below. Walking through Cleddon we came to a very muddy byway which 4 weeks ago had been totally underwater and impassable.

The byway led us into the Ninewells Wood for a short time before entering into 3 well maintained stonewall fields. These fields brought us to the village of Broadstone and its lovely village green. Walking along the road through the village admiring the early spring flowers we saw a purple flowering magnolia tree. We then walked through some more fields towards our lunch stop at the church in Llanishen. We stopped in the porch of the church out of the biting wind with and enjoyed our lunch.

Leaving the church we were on our return leg heading towards Little Penarth farm and also the restored buildings of Pany-glas. From here we walked down a track towards Llyna Wood and Woolpitch Wood. In Woolpitch Wood is the remains of a seventeenth century blast furnace which was covered with trees and brambles. Somebody has been clearing this away and had as a consequence made the narrow footpath through the wood into a wide track of mud. After leaving the wood we were about 15 minutes from Trellech when the skies opened and we were in a hailstorm. The hail and rain had stopped by the time we reached Harold Stones on the edge of the village. We then walked back to our cars.

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