Helen’s Story

 

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We start to climb up a steep set of lovely grassy fields.  The grass is blowing in the wind- Bob says it’s the closest we get to seeing the wind.  It’s beautiful.  There are dandelions and even the buttercups are coming.  The views all round are of a beautiful rolling, spring green England.  We are under the flight path for Bristol Airport to the west and it’s very exciting because big jets keep coming directly over us.  Mostly they are Easyjet!  Finally we reach the top at Dundry Beacon and get our first view of Bristol in the distance.  Here the Monarch’s Way lets us down a bit and we bumble about across unpathed and unwaymarked fields trying to find our way, but we get there in the end!  We stop in a small field for a very late coffee and spray of feet and then, as Bob puts it, sneak into Bristol “the back way” like some aliens or terrorists, by following a path next to a reclaimed tip.  It’s actually lovely.  The trees are beautiful and the birds are singing and it does actually feel like a secret place. We walk on into Bristol through Ashton and a beautiful park called Greville Smyth Park which even Bob doesn’t know about, and then from there we cross the harbours into the Cumberland Basin and we are in the centre of Bristol!