The Road goes ever on and on; Down from the door where it began;
Now far ahead the Road has gone; And I must follow, if I can;
Pursuing it with eager feet; Until it joins some larger way;
Where many paths and errands met; And whither then? I cannot say.

[JRR Tolkien, Lord of the Rings]

Thursday, 28 May 2026

Tuesday 25 May - Hill of Fare (NJ671 029; 471m)

Start Point: 'Back of Hill of Fare Car Park' as its currently called on Google Maps. It's at NJ 65027 04729.
Distance and Ascent: 6.6km, 200m
Weather: Mainly sunny and warm (low twenties)
 

With it being a sunny Bank Holiday Monday, and with my perception that this was a popular hill, I wondered if we would be able to park, particularly as we were scheduled to arrive around lunchtime. I needn't have been concerned - there was just one work truck there, and although various runners and dog walkers came and went during the day, there were never more than three vehicles at any one time.
 
Having established that it was a perfectly suitable place to spend the night (good job as I hadn't got any other plan between there and my next hill!), we didn't rush out, but had a leisurely lunch before finally getting ourselves out the door. 
 
The initial route is through forest, but fortuitously, a section of it has been recently felled and the view of lush green fields and the yellow of extensive gorse was set off nicely under the largely-blue sky. 
 
At the top of the forest, a gate through a deer fence led us onto heather moorland, through which was a good path that took us a slightly indirect route up to the top (looking at the map now, it doesn't look notably indirect; it just felt it on the ground!). 
 
After loitering a short while on the summit, trying to work out what the distinctive-looking hill to the north was (looking at the map again now, I'm pretty sure it was Mither Tap, some 20km away; at the time we were estimating it was only 10km away and were thus scouring the wrong part of the map), our steps were retraced back to the car park. This would have been entirely unremarkable, had it not been for finding ourselves mixed up in a swarm of bees on the move. There we were, minding our own business, just walking down the path, when suddenly there was a huge buzzing noise and all around us were bees - literally hundreds upon hundreds of them. There was nothing for it but to continue and hope we didn't get stung (which we didn't) as they continued on their route, perpendicular to ours.
 
Heading back through the forest, we agreed that even the forest bit of this walk was nicer than average for a forest walk.
 
Up through the forest
 
Summit selfie (the distinctive hill is over Mick's left shoulder)
 
That's a huge timber stack (there was more of it behind me) 
 
 
 

 

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