Holy Trinity Church, Stratford upon Avon |
Shakespeare's house at the back |
As this is the third marathon day in a row, I have to keep moving onwards all the time again, and I plod on pass locks, through a small hamlet, Barton, before reaching Bidford-on-Avon. Walk through this village and onto some grassy track with some lovely views, a nice church out at Cleeve Prior, before meandering around to Evesham. I took a short break here to get some replacement trousers and have some lunch at the local Wetherspoons. (I seem to have ticked off a lot of Wetherspoons during this trip!)
Whalebone Arch, Evesham |
The bridge at Evesham |
Cross back over the bridge and through the park with its whalebone arch and pass the ferry towards the village of Charlton. Over the Jubilee Bridge and I can see I've joined another Way marked trail, the Wychavon trail, and we follow this all the way to Pershore, passing some stinky waterworks, Wyre Piddle and the Wyre Mill.
Pershore is a pleasant town with a fascinating abbey and a few intriguing Georgian buildings.
fields and path |
footprints in the mud! |
Pershore Old Bridge |
Now we're going off the Ways as we need to get to Worcester and the Severn Way. The only option to get there directly is to follow the busy B4085. I comment on Facebook and Twitter about my worries of going over the M5 with a busy junction and the route into Worcester during a busy time of the day. Well, after all the predictions of doom and gloom, it turned out not to be as bad as thought!
There were some very overgrown parts which made it difficult to walk on the verges at some sections and the route over the M5 was a little hairy but with it being rush hour, once past Willingdon, pathway all the way into the city, inhaling all the fumes from the nearly stationary cars!
8 miles to Worcester on this... |
But I got there... |
Have to say though, I rather thought Worcester would be more genteel, what with having a large cathedral and a cricket ground! But I got rudely accosted by some oik who wanted £2, and not having any cash on me, told him where to go! I always worry when I have a large pack on my back as it would be difficult to run away...
(On a footnote to this chapter, I couldn't recommend the Severn View Hotel at all. Cold, draughty, poor shower and a carpet that has definitely seen better days...)
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