As well as the scenery we were treated to some great birdsong - I think the most tuneful was a great tit, but the chaffinch was a close second.
|A fine specimen - stone cockerel - in welly boots?|
|Waterside woodland carvings|
After this we returned to the main route, which took us through more bluebell woods, not yet quite at their peak and round to the road to Hambledon Old Hall.
|Not a bad spot to live?|
At this point the first real rain of the morning started, so we donned waterproofs, and continued on the track across the road. The wind was strong enough to blow the shower away rapidly.
|A stone figure in need of some waterproofs?|
|Back to the car . . . and a slice of birthday cake - thank you, Maureen, and I agree, birthdays should be extended over at least three weeks. Happy Birthday to Maureen as well!|
The rain held off, and the drive home was dry and clear.
Now, as I write this I can hear the rain hammering on nearby conservatory roofs.
map and details
For more fanciful accounts see this post and the preceding one on my alithoughts blog.