I awoke pretty wiped out from yesterday’s West Bay trek and decided to keep it low key. I began the day at the Washeteria or laundromat.
The £3.5 in exact coins without a change machine was the first hurdle and the 50p for 5 minute dry cycle was annoying but clean clothes are a necessity. I asked a woman doing her laundry how the machines work as after putting in clothes, soap & coins I got nothing. Apparently I had to hold the top down firmly until it engaged. Funny thing was she was a California Yank.
As for low key, my mind and body are in desperate need for a good heart-to-heart as my mind thinks it is much younger than the housing actually is. Sort of like the way I disbelieve what I see in the mirror I guess.
Anyway, when I went to Lyme Regis the other day I had noticed a very unique hill from the bus.
It turns out the top of the 127m/417ft Colmer’s Hill is, if my walking app is accurate, is 5 miles round trip from the front door of my B&B. Good news only half of that was uphill.
The Blue Bells are in bloom. A couple walking past suggested I cut through a few cattle gates and fields of cows and sheep to a path. I never walked a cow field before and nearly turned my ankles a dozen times as their hoofs really dig up the ground. And the black bull and I kept wary eyes on each other as I scurried past. But the views were well worth the hike.
Why no one has ever taken the effort to install a bench on the top of a very popular hill like this is odd.
I met a guy and his 3 year old angel who had come up a much less cobbled route so I left that way.
Comer’s Hill is located in the parish of Symondsbury just near Bridport with a school, farms church and inn.
The second Ilchester Arms I found was a good place to stop and regroup after my hill walk since I still had nearly 2 miles to go. I cut through a field on an ill-defined public trail and then came into the town.
I’ve seen some weird (to me) signs in the UK. This one offers a service I never, ever knew was needed.
I mean cats are useless enough, why would one want to blind one?!?!?
{ 2 comments… read them below or add one }
Hi Will
Glad to see that our poor instructions got you to the top of the hill. I think it was a 19th century clergyman of Symondsbury who had the trees planted at the top – yes he should have thought of installing a bench too.
You might be interested in this site: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Shaw.
If you are still in the area, I would suggest carrying on along Hell Lane (where we met you) up and down hill to walk to North Chideock, where you find a fascinating Catholic Church & Museum dedicated to some of the English Martyrs (civil war days)
see: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ATvMbJPrXw
Googling catseyes did nothing. But when I added removed quite a few signs like yours popped up. Catseyes in UK are reflective pieces embedded into the road. Invented by a chap back in 1930’s. They are being removed and replaced by solar powered LED lights.