Ridgeway and Icknield Way, Tring
In which I find a man in the sky, a magical wood and a blood red battlefield, all without the use of hallucinogenics
The Ridgeway: Ivinghoe Beacon
In which we take an ice white walk through the woods to start the Ridgeway, and find golden nymphs dancing in the trees on Britain’s oldest trail.
Henley, Hambleden and the Great Wood
In which we go in search of mistletoe and sponge cake and uncover the insidious creep of fake cows