The irony of writing about all these gorgeous walks while I’m still pretty much stuck indoors with THE virus is wearing thin. I had so many plans for this unexpected spell of gorgeous weather… first class worries I know. But still.
This second trip to the Malvern Hills is recent, and was totally unplanned. I woke up, I saw the colour of the sky and it didn’t take long to convince Murphy… to be honest you just need to jangle the car keys and he’s ready.
I followed Murphy uphill (we came back on the bottom one, big circle) and after a few steep switch backs we were out in the open along the top of the hills.
Stupendous, isn’t it? But wait… turn back and this is what’s behind you:
On we go, admiring the view, breathing in the blue sky…
And then, after a tired while you get to the top. The highest top of all the tops you’ve reached so far, the Beacon.
It was simply a most perfect walk.
The cafe was closed, but it looked like a really lovely spot.
And benches… always lots of benches everywhere… must bring a book next time!