The Waltham Winder - 16 mile route
So,for what we hoped would be a good day’s walking, Larry and I met up with Peter soon after 8.15 a.m. in the field at Waltham on the Wolds that had been taken over as the car park for this event. It was cold. It was misty. I think we all did a little shiver as we put on boots and sorted out our rucksacks before making our way to the Waltham Village Hall for the start of the 16 mile walk, which would commence at 8.45 a.m.
Time 8.44. Outside the Waltham Village Hall.
Left to right Peter, Larry and Barry.
Photograph taken by another 16 mile walker.
Having arrived at the Hall we just had time to
check in, have a cup of tea before we were off.
From the Village Hall we turned right and went
eastwards over the A607 before turning left up a
lane. This was very easy going and very
pleasant with the sun doing it’s best to break
through the cloud cover and burn away the mist that
was covering the fields. Navigation was
easy. All we had to do was follow the
direction arrows and markers, which the organizers
had placed at key locations. The organizers
were obviously aware that very few walkers would
have, or want to obtain, the three O.S. Maps, which
would be required to cover the entire route.
Don’t you just hate it when the area you are
walking is right on the intersection of two or more
maps!
About a quarter of a
mile along the lane we left the 26 mile route and
soon after our route, along with the 10 mile one,
went left and then we turned right onto a gallop
close to Racecourse Farm. The going was not
easy and the undulations, and the softness of the
surface made it less than ideal for walkers, and I
expect most, like me, were pleased when the gallop
was left and we continued initially on a good
quality track and then across fields to our first
check point at Croxton Kerrial. The time was
9.55 a.m. when we arrived at the check point. It
had only taken us 1 hour 10 minutes to cover the
first part of the walk, a distance of about 4
miles. A very pleasing pace.
One thing I did like about the walk was the food
and drinks at the check points. These were
excellent. Moreover, by now we certainly
needed the drinks. The sun had broken through
the mist and cloud cover and we were getting warm
so the three of us discarded our fleeces and felt
much more able to continue our trek through this
part of the Leicestershire countryside.
Our next stop was
Branston, which is almost due west from Croxton
Kerrial. However, to get there we had to
negotiate a really muddy track and like the earlier
“gallop” we were pleased when this part of the walk
was finished and we were able to follow the more
solid surface of a lane. However, although the
surface of the lane did deteriorate in parts it was
considerably easier than Leicestershire mud.
This part of the walk was also quite undulating and
although the scenery was more interesting than the
earlier part of the walk, the ups and downs were
less friendly on the knees, but all of us managed
this part of the walk, indeed the whole walk,
without resorting to the use of walking poles.
At Branston we said goodbye to the 10 mile route
and walked northwards before, on the outskirts of
the village, taking a path left and soon after a
field track on the right. For the next mile or so
we "enjoyed" some uphill work before joining a road
near Terrace Hills Farm, which we walked past as we
went north east towards Belvoir Castle. I
imagine if we had raised our eyes, or not been so
busy talking, we would have seen the Castle in the
distance, but unfortunately by the time we thought
about it we had turned left towards Terrace Hill
and Barkstone Wood and were at our next check
point.
We were now halfway and it had only taken us 2
hours and 26 minutes. How can I be so
sure? The time of arrival was logged on my
digital camera when I took a photograph as we
approached the check point. Yet again, there
were refreshments, which were provided with the
assistance of the local Cub Scout Troop under the
watchful gaze of the supervising adults.
We now went into woodland and followed a path,
which, after the first quarter of a mile, went
generally in a south westerly direction. To
our right, of our wooded, and often muddy, ridge
path, was the Vale of Belvoir, although it was
generally unseen because of the trees,
Our route was now along lanes and metalled tracks
until, just to the north of the final check point
at Eaton, we crossed fields and followed some more
muddy right of ways. At one point on this
part of the walk it became very overcast and we all
started to consider the need to don wet weather
wear, which would have been uncomfortable as we
were all, by now, very warm from our
exercise. Therefore, we resisted the
temptation and by the time, we reached the Eaton
Check Point at 12.18 p.m. the greyness in the sky
had almost vanished.
At the check point, I was glad to have a good
drink. I was now also looking forward to the end of
the walk, which, according to Larry, was about 4 ½
miles away.
So we left the Eaton Check Point and were soon
crossing more fields. Although we had more or
less followed the way we had expected to walk from
Waltham to Eaton, this last part of the walk was a
bit of a mystery to us and did not follow the route
we had expected. But navigation continued to
be easy - we just followed the signs - and just
over two miles later we found ourselves in Goadby
Marwood, or should I say we realised we had been in
Goadby Marwood as we looked over our shoulder at
the village sign as we left this community.
From here, except for short cuts over the fields,
we followed the road back to Waltham arriving at
the Village Hall at 1.39 p.m. It had taken us
4 hours and 54 minutes to complete the 16 miles,
which was a little bit quicker than the 5 ½ hours I
had anticipated.
We then enjoyed soup and rolls and, although there
was other food available, Larry and Peter declined
more nourishment. However, I could not resist
the apple pie and custard, which was very
enjoyable, before we moved on to a local public
house for a glass of beer before starting home.
It had been a very enjoyable day and I am hopeful
of visiting Waltham on The Wolds next October to
repeat the experience, and I think Larry and Peter
would be very happy to accompany me, and, who
knows, maybe we will also have Mick and Ray with
us.















