Cocking to Petersfield
Monday 31st December 2018
Another walk along the South Downs Way, this time Cocking to Petersfield.
London December 2018
On the train on the way to Haslemere.
On arrival at Haslemere I had to take two buses to get to Cocking, which meant buying one of these exciting "Gold AD Dayrider" tickets.
Me and my Dayrider on the second bus, from Midhurst to Cocking.
On arrival at the start of my walk, just outside of Cocking, where conveniently there's a bus stop at the point the South Downs Way crosses the road.
Silly self portrait at the start of the walk.
The farm at the start of the walk.
I was fascinated by the pairing of the word "slurry" with the word "lagoon".
Skies were unrelentingly grey today, and it was winter of course, so all of the scenery lacked colour a bit.
Atop Cocking Down, after the first climb of the walk. Nice views from here but again all a bit subdued given the weather!
Not sure what this boulder was doing here.
Could see the sea in the distance...?
Entering (I think) Monkton Wood.
The Devil's Jumps - Bronze Age burial mounds.
I thought this tree seemed quite interesting at the time.
Close to Buriton Farm.
Heading up towards Beacon Hill.
Atop Beacon Hill, some of the nicest views of the walk but again would be nicer with a bit of blue sky!
Me atop Beacon Hill.
Not quite sure what to call this.
I decided to stop and have lunch quickly on Beacon Hill.
Heading down Beacon Hill now.
I thought this was a particularly nice sign post.
Harting Downs viewpoint.
After crossing over the B2141 there was a pleasant wooded section of the path on this hillside.
I think this track is called Forty Acre Lane.
Presumably a newer sign post for the South Downs Way.
This is where I left the South Downs Way for today to head into Buriton.
The path leading into Buriton.
Barely legible signpost.
The church in Buriton.
Buriton Manor House.
Rather nice don't you think?
Cottage for sale!
The Five Bells. Shame about the wheelie bins!
Inside the Five Bells. Still reassuringly unspoilt.
Opening hours for the Five Bells.
I took a path called "Hangers Way" from Buriton to Petersfield.
At Petersfield station.
Picked up two local bottles of English sparkling wine from the General Wine Company.
I had pretty much a private compartment on the train on the way back to London.
These were nice.
The sandwich I had eaten earlier.