Walking

Cornwall has a habit of keeping its secrets tucked away in hedgerows, buried beneath brambles, or disguised as something entirely ordinary. And sometimes, all it takes is a curious eye or a community project to bring those secrets back into the light.

Last week’s news about King Charles opening the world’s longest coastal path around England inspired us to share a piece we recently discovered among Ronnie’s writings. With the spotlight now firmly on our National Trails, it felt like the perfect moment for this blog, a chance to highlight both the joys and the challenges these routes bring.

This lovely 16 mile trail was one Ronnie walked in 2008, an experience she couldn’t help but write about. What began as a day’s adventure along the Ann Griffiths Trail soon unfolded into something deeper, a chance to step into the landscape that shaped one of Wales’s most treasured hymn writers. In this piece, Ronnie not only guides you along the route itself, but also weaves in the life, faith, and poetry of Ann Griffiths. Offering a glimpse into why this remarkable woman

We share with you Ronnie’s adventure along the Jack Mytton’s Way, a trail that winds through Shropshire’s peaceful countryside. On days two and three, we journey beyond Chelmarsh and arrive in Much Wenlock, a historic market town steeped in charm, brought vividly to life by Ronnie.

We share with you Ronnie’s adventure along the Jack Mytton’s Way, a trail that winds through Shropshire’s peaceful countryside. On days two and three, we journey beyond Chelmarsh and arrive in Much Wenlock, a historic market town steeped in charm, brought vividly to life by Ronnie.

After the sudden loss of her beloved husband Chris in 2015, Ronnie found herself at a crossroads, grief weighed heavily yet a spark of determination flickered beneath. With her daughter living in Tywyn, Ronnie decided to do something extraordinary and endeavoured to walk from her home in Llanymynech to the Welsh coast, one step at a time.

We share with you Ronnie’s adventure along the Jack Mytton’s Way, a trail that winds through Shropshire’s peaceful countryside.

I feel compelled to write about stiles because they are part of our landscape which is fast disappearing. More and more stiles that I have known, some of them I have loved, are being removed and are being replaced by the ubiquitous galvanised kissing gate. Stiles are under danger from political correctness!

Ronnie and Chris walk the Malvern Hills. A walk over fifteen 630,000,000 years old pre-Cambrian, pink, granite tops, the highest of which is Worcestershire Beacon at 425 metres, covering a distance of approximately ten miles. The walk is best done north to south, the hills in the south being generally gentler and less demanding than those in the north. We walked at least fifteen of the named summits and probably climbed more than the height of Snowdon to do so!

W. T. Barber asserts that “The Kerry Ridgeway claims to be the oldest footpath in Wales, there are many prehistoric sights along its route. All the way it is crossed by ancient dykes and runs close to the ancient caers (forts) and tumuli built by our ancestors.

To the North we have Melmerby Fell, Knapside and Little Knapside, Fiend’s Fell and beyond that in Gilderdale Forest there is Black Fell and

A mountain is described as an independent point 2,000 feet or 610 metres or over with a minimum rise of 10 metres above the immediate surrou

County Councils via their Highway Departments are replacing stiles in order to allow greater access to the countryside for those with disabi