Yes, there are villages called Lower and Upper Slaughter! Yesterday I left you while I was sitting on a stile having a snack. The reason I chose to stop there was because there were a few people on the trail and I decided to stop and let them get ahead of me. That, and there were very few places to sit along the way so when I saw one I would take advantage of it.
One of my goals on this journey was to do it all on my own. Find my own way, interpret and follow the maps and route details on my own. Be independent. Build some confidence in myself. Show myself that I can do it. And I did...mostly...though this time I did actually need some help. So...I guess I also learned that it's ok to ask for help when I need it!
I just loved this tree - it was across from me while I had my snack. I wandered around the field a bit taking photos.
"Go through FG (field gate) and head towards a KG (kissing gate) (see pic left X) on the far side (ignore track leading to the farm buildings); go through KG by a track; cross the track, through a second KG and bear left to FG. Head across the field to KG in the far right hand corner; in the next field bear right and follow the path towards the field boundary ahead. Before the FG turn left and follow the hedge for 30m to a footbridge on your right into the adjacent field......"
Usually when a photo is inserted into a map it's to help clear up vague instructions and that should have signalled me to pay closer attention! One of the strategies they tell you if you think you're lost is to backtrack until you see something that you recognize from the map and then start again. Well, I didn't really feel like doing that. After a few minutes of wandering around I saw a couple on the other side of the field. I went over to them and they were trying to follow instructions from his GPS on his phone. They were looking for the hedge and the footbridge too and weren't quite sure where they were.
Between the 3 of us we managed to find a recognizable landmark but we never did find the hedge OR the footbridge. But it wasn't long before we found our way to Lower Slaughter and were all back on track. We had a nice chat (they were from Colorado) and continued our separate ways (they stopped for lunch and I explored Lower Slaughter before heading to Bournton-on-the-Water).