Descending from the Mendips involved several paths to Blagdon, where a pub provided cheese sandwiches and a pot of tea, talking to the landlady it seems the two other pubs in the village had gone out of business (isn’t that a familiar tale) but she was doing fine by exploiting a niche market. This involved advertising accommodation, boats and all kinds of stuff related to fly fishing for trout which apparently the lake is well stocked with, they even have tables to gut the fish and freezers to keep fish till end of week for the guests, beer sales don’t really feature in their profit margin being more an accessory.
Along the lake i saw grebe’s, speckled wood and orange tip butterflies are becoming more common, the beech trees are breaking into leaf all adding up to more of springs progress and all in all this really is a picturesque route. Ever north ward through Butcombe and Felton it is so amazingly quiet until nearing Felton you become aware of the proximity to Lulsgate airport and regular big birds appear overhead, that is why instead of stopping on Felton common i carried onto Barrow gurney which was far enough away to avoid the air craft noise. It sure was a long and pleasant day.
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