We arrived mid-day in Stow-on-the-Wold and tried to figure out a walk. The hostel was not helpful, but I picked up a 20-year-old description of a 4-mile walk. It might not be the best idea to follow 20 year out of date directions that said things like walk across the open field, follow the lane of trees, keep the woods on your right, and go through 4 kissing gates.
But what is amazing is that the directions were perfect. The place is essentially unchanged. I knew we would be seeing sheep, fields, and stone buildings -- and we did. What I did not realize was that we would be walking along lanes between fields, and across the fields themselves. We shared some of the fields with sheep, mostly ewes with pairs of lambs. And one field was shared with horses.
The "youth" hostel is in a 16th century townhouse! Will had chicken pot pie, smashed peas, and mash for supper -- with a local beer. I had small fried whitefish, and hummus. Perhaps the hummus is not historically correct, but considering the melting pot that is England today, it is appropriate. Since we did not have hummus on the ship, I am pretty excited to be able to get it.
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