Wednesday 7 September.
The first photograph shows the view we had drinking our shandies at Old Passage House, sitting at pink (!) tables. The village, on the opposite bank of the Severn, is Newnham.
The path went first south and then east and at times it ran quite a way inland from the river, as when passing the horses in the next photograph. Note another set of large electricity pylons in the background.
In England, foot paths that are rights of way have protection under law and crops have to be planted around them as shown in the sweet corn field in the next photograph. That having been said not everyone suports the law. If you look carefully at the Severn Way sign in the next photograph you will see one arm, at right angles, has been snapped off. It pointed inland towards a farm.
The next picture shows the route up to our next gate, behind an electric fence. Can you spot it? It was a metre long length of insulation, on the fence wire, that gave me the clue. Up to this point the path had been pretty open with few problems.
We then entered a pleasant forest area, but a few old trees had dropped across the path. Shiel demonstrates how to cross one in the next photograph.
By now the Severn was dramatically wide and to show it to you I took the next 3 photographs side by side, each one rotated in azimuth a little w.r.t the next.
The next picture shows a somewhat 'hairy' bridge over a stream we had to cross. From this point on, until we reached Frampton, The Severn Way switched to it's 'machete required' style. The last 5 photographs document our battle.
The first part of today's walk was excellent and made us think we must come back to fill the Gloucester-Frampton gap to watch Sabrina come of age.
Statisticians. 17.5 km and about 6 hrs. Note even without packs our speed is the same. Shiel is fitted with a governer.
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