Day 6

 I had an excellent sleep in my king-size bed, followed by a superb breakfast. Whilst it wasn’t cheap, the proprietors of the New Inn went the extra mile with their hospitality and soft touches, that it was worth the expense. I can heartily recommend. 

Whilst getting ready to leave, we had a heavy shower of rain, which soaked everything. I decided to put my waterproof socks on and headed out. Coleford was already off-route, so I decided to make my own route to Morchard Bishop, where I would re-join the official route. I thought I was being clever by picking road and farm tracks, which should have kept my feet dry. Unfortunately, a few of the by-ways turned out to be too narrow for tractors and therefore very overgrown by lack of use. This meant that my boots soon got saturated, but fortunately the waterproof socks seemed to keep my feet dry. 

I made fairly quick progress to Morchard Bishop, where there was a small community shop, that also sold coffee and pasties.


They also had a bench outside, where I had a sit for 10 minutes whilst I drank my coffee. 

After that little reviver, I set off in obvious cow country. If the fields didn’t have cows in them, they were either already cut for silage, left to grow for hay, or fully grazed and been muck spread! 





The weather was generally pretty good. Yes, I had the odd light shower, but it was mostly sunny spells, with a strong breeze that dried out the vegetation. 

I reached Washford Pyne where there was this quaint little church. 


Not long after, I reached the village of Witheridge, where I was able to buy some essentials (beer and snacks) before heading out to find somewhere to stay. 





I have found a sheltered spot in a recently mowed field, with excellent 4g signal!. Hopefully, I won’t get moved on! 


I’ve walked 17 miles today and was very much back firing on all cylinders (I found my mojo buried at the bottom of my rucksack, whilst re-packing this morning😜)

The plan tomorrow is to walk to Withypool, where I have booked a room in a Pub/Hotel, with the option to stay put on Monday, due to the lousy forecast ( I don’t want to be out on Exmoor in heavy rain). 

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