While not as demanding as some of the other “challenges” we’ve undertaken, the Surrey Three Peaks had the distinct advantage of being on the doorstep, and so a little more friendly to the environment.
The Surrey Three Peaks
The original plan had been to walk from Weymouth to Lyme Regis, possibly in a day, and possibly with an overnight in West Bay. To be honest, when I visited West Bay with Jen on the way back from Lyme Regis a few weeks back, I wasn’t sold on it as a destination, and so a long day-long yomp along the Jurassic Coast had beckoned.
A single-day trek from Lyme Regis to Weymouth in a day would be a longish haul, made less appealing by the fact that the South-West Coast Path makes a significant departure from the coast near Lyme Regis due to coastal erosion.
As diaries filled up, and financial pressures mounted in various quarters, we made the pragmatic decision to swap out some Dorest deliciousness for some Surrey sightseeing. The date neared, and training was non-existent.
We had a relatively earnest conversation as to whether to walk clockwise or anti-clockwise. Starting at Holmbury Hill, taking in Leith Hill and then Box Hill was the shortest, but glancing at All Trails, a lot of it appeared to be on tarmac.
Going clockwise, starting at Leith Hill, taking in Holmbury Hill and then yomping to Box Hill involved a bit of duplicated walking (3/4 mile as it turned out), but the vast majority of the walk was off-road.
The decision was made – we’d walk clockwise.
Parking embarrassingly closely to the first of our “summits” we ambled the 3/4 of a mile from car to the tower. The mist hung heavy over the view below us which was something of a shame, but as neither us was Bruce Almighty, there was nothing to be done except enjoy as much of the view as there was.
We had packed light for the day, and so the shop in the foot of the tower was the ideal place to get a top-up sausage roll, except that we were too early for that.
We decided to enjoy the view from the top of the tower, and started ascending the darkened stairs before being somewhat barked at that we couldn’t just walk in and climb it.
Feeling chastened, and with stomachs rumbling, we set off for Holmbury Hill.