Barnham – Arundel – Ford walk on 31st October

The second of our ‘get out more’ walks, with the additional aim of letting Jackie buy new walking boots from Peglers.  The weather has been so mild that roses in our garden are coming into bloom again – this picture taken before setting out for Brighton station

Coming into bloom, 31st October 2011 (15 degree Celcius today)

From Barnham station we walked back under the railway line and found a path on the left between the undertakers and the pub, which took us around some rural suburbia and enormous glasshouses, before crossing the first of many fields of a fodder beet crop to reach Walberton church.

Gravestone of Charles Cook

In the churchyard saw a graphic gravestone.  The interred was, “Charles Cook who lost his life by the fall of a tree the 20th March 1767 aged 50 years”.  The story is on the stone.  There is also a fine Yew tree.

Camera on gravestone, 10 second self-timer and a mad dash, before casual pose

Walking east through Walberton we struck off across more beet, a strip of golfcourse and yet more beet before entering a mile of Beech, sweet chestnut, hazel coppice, oak and conifer woods that took us east to the edge of Arundel.  Somewhere in these woods we crossed a minor lane which must be near the home of a cat lover.  I don’t think the sign is ‘official’.

Self explanatory really - and self-penned

We survived crossing the limbs of the roundabout where the A27 and A284 meet at the bottom end of the town by the simple expedient of staying close to an elderly lady who seemed both confident and blessed with good fortune.  After lunch at the Eagle (Harveys and a very reasonable menu) Jackie bought her boots and we  walked to the riverbank and out of town.  The tide was well in by now.

High tide on the Arun, the castle beyond

There was one more thing I had to see.  I am reading a heavy hardback called ‘Map of a Nation – a biography of the Ordnance Survey’ by Rachel Hewitt, which describes the process of triangulating all of England by taking bearings from high place to high place.  At one stage this involved building a wooden scaffold on top of St Pauls Cathedral dome to site the 200lb theodolite which was used to measure the accurate bearings needed.

Well imagine my surprise when we found perhaps the lowest Triangulation Point in the country, down beside the Arun, in a field lower than the river at high tide.  The map claims it marks 1 metre above mean sea level.

The lowest Trig Point in England?

Having seen it, and with the early dusk approaching we lowered our heads and pushed on to Ford station and Brighton.

Steve and Jackie (with new boots) pushing on for Ford station

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