Along the Wealdway: Gravesend to Tonbridge

 

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1 July 2000: Gravesend to Sole Street, 3 miles
 
Eurostar line under construction Adrian aged 8 A simple little start, albeit some while before a return. We started (left hand picture, showing Adrian aged 8) not in the town centre but the Moat House hotel beside the A2; diligent ones can walk two miles south from the Thames along the A227. Nowadays, Eurostar trains hurtle past here, but at the time of our walk the route was still under construction (pictured right), which added interest to the start. It's pretty enough around Nash Street, and some of the fields must have seemed very remote to Adrian. The Railway Inn by Sole Street station relegated us to an annexe; something to do with Adrian's age. 

25 August 2003, Sole Street to Harvel, 4 miles
 
hanger in the North Downs Luddesdown church There are very fine stretches here, around Luddesdown (church pictured left), where we had lunch in the Golden Lion. This little corner has some excellent open downland, and south of the hamlet there is a lovely little 'hanger' or dry valley (pictured right). We left the walk at Boughurst Street Farm and diverted to the village of Harvel, where we had arranged a pick up with Barbara.

28 August 2004, South Street to Trottiscliffe, 4 miles
 
Trottiscliffe old rectory Adrian at Coldrum stones We took the bus south from Meopham station to the closest point to Harvel, a place called South Street. We had time for a quick pint (well dad did) in Harvel's Amazon & Tiger before retracing our steps to Boughurst Street Farm. After padding through Whitehorse Woods, suddenly you come to the scarp slope of the North Downs, with its wide views beyond. Not far from here are the Coldrum Stones, a neolithic site (left picture)  - Adrian 'does' ancient history, so this was worthwhile. We diverted into Trottiscliffe for the night. It was the penultimate day of the Olympics: we watched Kelly Holmes win a gold at our B&B (right picture) , then saw the men's 4x100 relay team do the same while in the George pub.

29 August 2004, Trottiscliffe to Basted, 5 miles
 
We cheated a bit, taking the direct path from the village across the fields to the sand pit entrance at 650594 rather than retracing our steps to Coldrum - the mile and a half saved matters when you're 11. The sand pit is a highlight of sorts, an industrial site perhaps but with a scale that has to impress. Even the stretch by the M20 is leavened by its heathland flora. Near Crouch we diverted off the way to pass through orchards being picked by immigrant labour, down to the Plough at Basted. Last day of the Olympics; lunch was just in time to see Amir Khan's silver boxing medal. Borough Green station is not far away, and the taxi was little more expensive than a bus.

12 November 2004, Crouch to Crowhurst Farm, 5 miles
 
Mum gave us a lift to the road at 619553, just a few hundred yards from the Wealdway running south into Hurst Wood. The pleasant path rises slowly to Gover Hill, a good viewpoint on the greensand ridge, before dropping down to orchards and the pretty village of West Peckham, where we were remarkably well timed for lunch at the wonderful Swan Inn. Not enough room in dad's rucksack for its home-brewed beers though. It's fairly straightforward from here, slowly fropping down to the Medway valley, past polytunnels just south of the A26. The main road has a bus service but we had arranged for mum to pick us up at Crowhurst Farm after her own day out.

4 June 2005, Crowhurst Farm to Tonbridge, 7 miles
 
No public transport to the start, so it was a lift from mum again. Fields lead down to a tiny tributary of the Medway, the Bourne. The path here was choked by early summer flowers and nettles, so it was a case of finding a stick and exploring a way through. The Medway itself is not far south of the small village of Barnes Street, and it's followed all the way to Tonbridge. The river is still easily navigable, while it flows slowly through changing countryside, with the occasional lock and sluice for variety. The pollen was steep today, and we were pleased to reach Tonbridge as it had a go at Adrian's immune system. I had to make it up to him with a meal at Pizza Express.

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