Length: 15.8km 9.8 miles Toughness 4/10. You could join or leave the route at lunchtime by bus.
The weather looks cooler on Saturday but this walk should provide plenty of shady woods for forest bathing if the heat continues and, hopefully, uncrowded trains. It starts off along the Grand Union Canal, and takes in the Ashridge Estate, Berkhamsted Common, World War One training trenches and the delightful Golden Valley.
Take the 10.06 from Euston, arriving at Tring 10.48
Return trains from Berkhamsted are 15.04; 15.26; 16.58; 16.00; 16.24; 16.58; 17.26 etc... Buy a return to Tring
The walk notes give a few lunch options. The first one you come to is the Bridgewater Arms (tel 01442 842408 ) in the village of Little Gaddesden. For a picnic, if you walk along towards the church behind the pub, you will come across a playground with benches. About 30 minutes further along the walk route, you come to the Bakehouse Cafe at the front of Ashridge House. This licensed cafe has a varied menu to cover most tastes and comes recommended by previous walkers. There is outside seating at the front of the Bakehouse.
Back in Berkhamsted, there are lots of options for tea or something stronger. Just before the railway station you come to the Crystal Palace pub on the canal but the recommended pub is The Rising Sun, a community "real ale" pub just a short distance further along the canal path (go to the canal path and turn left past the rear of the Crystal Palace). If you are running out of time there is a kiosk in Berkhamsted station next to the ticket office selling tea/coffee/alcoholic beverages.
Full details, directions and GPX can be found on this walk's web page. L=swc.366.
I can't join this weekend but enjoy the walk!
#2026-05-30T10:00
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N=6 hardnuts on another w=hot day. The group soon divided into 5 fast and Mr Tiger. And that was the way, all the way to the Bridgewater Arms.
There was an obstacle to pass first. Pushy kids trying to sell lemonade so they could buy Lego. Well, they didn’t get any joy out of Mr Tiger, let me tell you, but I did hear that one or two of the advance party did succumb.
Then to the Bridgewater where he found the others shocked and aghast. The kitchen was ‘broken’, so no meals, poor things. The cider pump was still functioning, so it wasn’t all bad news.
After sufficient libation, they trudged on. One or two elected to travel at Mr Tigers pace, which must have been a chore. Snails whizzed past.
Eventually Berko was reached and the 3 remaining hardnuts headed for the Rising Sun, where strong beer and cider was available for their delectation.
Grand day out.
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