The Next Storm

LETJOG PEAKS Nos 32 & 33: Pilot Hill, Hampshire (286 metres), and Walbury Hill, Berkshire (297 metres)

Walk Date: Wednesday 12 July 2023

Honeysuckle in the hedgerows of Highclere

Today is the last of my walks to encompass two of my LETJOG Peaks in one ramble, in this case on the North Wessex Downs within a couple of miles of each other. Avid followers of this Blog may recall my walk up Milk Hill in Wiltshire (Blog heading ‘Face The Sun’ on 18 April), and these two latest County Tops are located just around 18 miles to the east of Milk Hill as the crow flies. As for the weather, Lady Luck was smiling today as the forecast storms, visible from afar all around the Downs, failed to arrive until the walk was done.

Today’s walking route, shown by the dark blue line, sets off from Highclere village in Hampshire, ten miles or so to the north of Andover, then proceeding clockwise up onto the Downs to the two summits of Pilot Hill in Hampshire and Walbury Hill over the border into Berkshire, before descending along the lanes and through the small settlements of East Woodhay and East End on its return to Highclere

Joining me on what proved to be a fabulous day of verdant vistas and bucolic beauty was Mandy, one of my earliest friends from college days in Exeter. Aside from the fine company, I had with me today an expert in wildlife, to whom it would appear that birds and butterflies in particular are attracted. With hedgerows, fields and woods abundant in birdlife we saw, and heard the identifiable calls of, kites, buzzards, skylarks, wood pigeons, goldfinches, coal tits, black caps, chiffchaffs, blackbirds and many others. I am not strong on bird calls, so some knowledge here was most useful – although it is fair to say that the ‘take-away’ for me is to get the ‘Merlin’ App soon! As far as butterflies are concerned today was also quite a revelation to me. The haven provided by the undisturbed grasslands, brambles and nettles on the tops of the Downs gives rise to a spectacle that I thought had long-vanished, with a great many butterfly species dancing in huge numbers amongst the dense vegetation in search of nectar and a mate. Before looking at the walk itself here are a few of our photos, with due thanks to Mandy for sharing some of her pictures where my stalking skills were clearly less delicate. I hope that I have named all of the species correctly!

Red Admiral
Tortoiseshell
Painted Lady
Comma
Marbled White . . .
. . . and from below
Large White
And, utilising my new-found knowledge and interest, I was able to spot some different species the following day on the Isle of Wight (Blog to follow), including this Peacock . . .
. . . this Gatekeeper . . .
. . . and this Meadow Brown
Also, the Isle of Wight is the primary UK location where one can still spot the Glanville Fritillary – I didn’t see one, but this picture is taken from an information board on the sea cliffs near Ventnor

Looking online after our walk it is clear that there are a great many other UK butterflies in addition to the above. I recall from my childhood a huge number and variety of species in our Essex garden, and it is somewhat reassuring to know that most of these are still out there in our countryside if one has the time and knows where to look. But turning now to the journey of our walk itself, I hope that these pictures do justice to our eleven miles of exertion across some of southern England’s finest countryside.

Setting off from the village down a green track . . .
. . . and along a shaded lane
A willow herb wayside . . .
. . . and some common chicory flowers
Fields of gold . . .
. . . and a first view of the Downs as our climb begins
On the County Top of Hampshire, Pilot Hill, at 286 metres of elevation . . .
. . . with distant views over the fields and the open country to the north
Shortly afterwards at our high point of the day, the trig point on the summit of Walbury Hill, Berkshire at 297 metres is also the zenith of England south-east of the Cotswolds
Starting our descent with views as far as the distant Chiltern Hills – a fine spot for our picnic lunch . . .
. . . fortunately well away from another passing storm!
On our return walk, the village green at East End
The farmer at Hollington Park on his way to round up the herd on a quad bike
Back at The Highclere Red House, our start and end point

A fine walk completed, we enjoyed a drink back at The Highclere Red House who had set us on our way with a coffee several hours earlier. Many thanks Mandy for joining me and for sharing your remarkable knowledge of birds and butterflies (in particular), and for the easy conversation as the miles flew by – and I hope for you also!

At last, on a front lawn in Highclere, this scorpion was the one creature that could not escape as I fumbled to take my photo

Even though we somehow managed to miss the worst of the thundery downpours, the song title that I have chosen as my Blog heading today is ‘The Next Storm’, a self-penned number by Hampshire-based punk and folk singer-songwriter Frank Turner that appeared as a single from his 2015 album ‘Positive Songs for Negative People’. Turner was brought up in the village of Meonstoke, just a few miles to the north of Portsmouth, from where I have been writing this Blog tonight following my walk today and ahead of my planned day-trip tomorrow to the Isle of Wight for the next of my LETJOG Peaks. I was lucky last week to see Frank Turner in concert with his band The Sleeping Souls, appearing as one of the support acts to Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band in Hyde Park; he performed a short set of twelve songs, including ‘The Next Storm’ – a fine start to a fantastic afternoon and evening of great music that I will remember for a good while!

Frank Turner (middle left) and his band, The Sleeping Souls, performing ‘The Next Storm’ in Hyde Park last week – he is reported afterwards as saying humbly that after supporting Bruce Springsteen he has taken a black marker pen to strike a line through the top item on his bucket list!

One thought on “The Next Storm

  1. Just gorgeous pictures of your walk and the butterflies were amazing.
    Chicory flowers are such a glorious iridescent blue- who would’ve known?

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