Cotswold Way – Day One

20120717-095533.jpgI awoke at 4:30 to a brightening sky, and by the time I hit the village of Chipping Campden where the way begins, the sun was shining. I could spend a week here–the streets are quintessential English stone of all ages in the mellow golden shade of the escarpment rock. I found so many photo ops that I began to laugh out loud, and have added many pics to my collection of plants growing in impossible places.

Signs that capture the life of a place are of particular interest to me, and one which read “dirty farmers and muddy boots welcome” caught my eye. This was in the window of Buttys , and in another pane was a sign that read “salad packed to order” so you who know me will understand that Although it was early morning, I just had to pop in and order one up.20120717-095914.jpg

Inside, along with the aroma of fresh baguettes, I found the friendly proprietress Sarah and her daughter Olivia. Sarah is full of great stories about running a B&B here, and we chatted about that and of course, life in general. What good fortune.

Now I’m setting off for my first leg–ten miles to Stanton, where I will put up at the home of a woman my new acquaintAnce Sarah know well, carrying greetings from Sarah. The world is a very small place indeed. I may take a detour to climb Broadway tower, which once belonged to the family of the owner of Wolds End, where I spent last night. Jill at Wolds End told me stories of an ancient aunt who had lived in the tower with her thirteen cats when Jill was a child. The story goes on.20120717-100039.jpg

One comment on “Cotswold Way – Day One

  1. Your gift of gab and eye for the unique are great gifts in your travels. Here’s hoping your legs hold out and you find hot spots so you can send us more fascinating stories!

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