The time honoured tradition of rambling is on simple terms walking and climbing in designated areas often though privately owned properties without the fear of being shot at !
Britian is a land of walkers and it is easy to see why with thousands of miles of designated pathways going through areas of beautiful scenery and often significant historical interest.
This 10 km walk (14 km after I retraced my steps after getting lost) started at the lovely Devon thatched village of Broadhembury !
The walk wound its way through fields of acidy / sweet farm smells over stiles to a
grass plateau used by the Devon & Somerset gliding club in full action with the warmer weather !
The club provided a good a stop for a cuppa and a talk with the only 2 members not in the air as they tried to work out how to pick up a downed glider at rest in a not too impressed farmers field some 60 mikes away !
While doing my thing Monika and sister Rita did similar with one exception climbing Round Ball Hill overlooking Honiton. Upon reaching the top and realising that they were without supplies they resorted to ringing Nephew Adam who took in orders for a Tesco picnic and then delivered the supplies by scooter to the girls on top of the hill- talk about dial a picnic !
Could we possibly hope for 2 in a row !
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