Cotton Candy Cotswolds

Trip Start May 22, 2009
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Trip End Feb 16, 2010


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Monday, August 24, 2009

Today was the day we get to go out an explore an are called the Cotswolds.  This is something I’ve been looking forward to for awhile.  Quintessential England with rolling fields, sheep farms, cute homes and gardens - what more could you ask for?  When talking to some locals, they repeatedly told us that this is the most beautiful area in all of England (another AONB - I hope I’ll be able to see it).  So I’ve set my sites on the cutest village in the most beautiful area of England:  Snowshill. 

More rolling country roads were our route of choice (cycling is completely different without our load on).  Several single track roads led the way, where the only vehicles we saw were the occasional farm machinery.  A sprinkling of rain didn’t dampen our spirits.  Actually, it didn’t dampen much at all as the canopied trees over the road did a great job protecting us from the rain.  No time for blackberry breaks today, but there were several produce tables at the end of driveways with ‘honesty’ boxes for payment which added to the quaint atmosphere. 

Tiny villages where all the houses are built with this beautiful sandy gold stone.  Some have thatches roofs, and some have slate covered with various mosses; but all have neatly trimmed shrubs, rambling roses, and other flowering beauties out front.  I can only imagine if we were here a little earlier in the season when plants were in full bloom. 

Upon approaching the town of Snowshill, the air filled with the beautiful smell of lavender.  Following that for awhile, I could finally see it:  fields of purple and while varieties as well as many others as far a you could see in all directions!  The town (blanketed in the smell of lavender) had free range chickens in the streets that wound almost over one another down a steep slope toward the center of town.  I.e. the pub and the church. 

Sitting in the pub for a little refreshment, we started at the old rafter beams and wondered why every pub has a large wooden spoon hanging somewhere, when I almost spat out my cider!  Driving past the old window panes I saw a man in an old convertible Austin 7 wearing his dressing vest, tie, driving goggles and scarf trailing out behind him.  I’m in England!!!

Brian, out for a smoke, had a little conversation with him (as he was of course arriving at the pub) and found out that there were only 300 of these cars ever made, and only 60 left in running condition.  Hardly larger than bathtub with pram wheels this had a crank and everything.  Of course, the gent was quite chuffed with the attention and had no problems at all talking about his baby and having his photo taken!

Talking with the barkeep, we found out that this town was used for the opening scenes of the first Bridget Jones Diary and another part in the pub.  I can’t wait to see the film again and watch through new eyes!

Then we made our way over to a falconry center to finally have Brian fulfill his dream of holding a bird on the glove.  We watched a couple of fantastic flying demonstrations and admired all of the birds at the center.  My favourite was the golden eagle. 

A wonderful day exploring cute little villages.  Tomorrow is London - quite a contrast to what we’ve experienced today!
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Where I stayed
Mill Farm Campground

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