How fortunate were we to have sunshine and deep blue skies on a day my husband and I set out on a planned country walk. My original idea, a.k.a. “the plan” was to follow a prescribed walk that featured a panoramic view of the Cotswold plain and a rock formation called Devil’s Chimney. How hard is it to follow a set path with a map and clearly described markers? Apparently, harder than we thought. But, as is often the case for us, getting lost was all part of the fun.
Near the beginning, we’re on the Costwold Way. A bit beyond that farmhouse, we missed a sign, misinterpreted the book’s directions, and took a wrong turn. The book guided us to turn at a hedge, keeping the field to the left. That’s exactly what we did. Except we turned left when the book actually instructed us to turn right. We were oblivious, thinking we were following the mapped path for quite some time. After all, each instruction led seamlessly to the next.
Once we crested a hill, the wind became so strong that my eyes watered and my ears ached. This is me wearing rain gear and sunglasses for wind-protection. What a relief! If you laughed at how ridiculous I look, you weren’t the only one.
I would have loved to capture the full splendor, but my dinky camera is weak in the panorama department. Still, I snapped away on my camera like a mad woman. This glorious view surpassed our expectations of our first “planned” destination. Onward to Devil’s Chimney.
We descended the hill along the winding Cotswold Way, diligently following the wooden signposts. Until we found ourselves in a subdivision. It finally dawned on us that, although we thought we’d followed all the directions on the map, we’d actually been lost for quite some time. So we retrace our steps until we found an alternate route that would take us to Devil’s Chimney. By the time we arrived, the light was dim as sunset was approaching, but I think the detour off of the detour was well worth it.