The Ridgeway: Ivinghoe Beacon and the Ashridge Estate

Saturday 6th May 2017

I was keen to return to the Chiltern Hills after my first visit at the end of April last year and I wasted no time in having another look for the bluebells for which the Chilterns are famed. A week later I caught a train to Tring station which is actually on the Ridgeway National trail so I was immediately heading in an easterly direction and up a track into lovely woodland that is part of the Aldbury Nowers Nature Reserve. The weather was not great for this walk, but at least it wasn’t raining, though it was cold, windy and with very dull, overcast skies. These kind of conditions make for poor photography but the cooler temperatures do make for more comfortable walking as I strode along the clear lanes with distinctive, white, chalky surfaces underfoot and through lush green woodland with a spattering of bluebells. Coming out of the wood I climbed up and over Pitstone Hill where cowslips abundantly decorated the grassland as I made my way towards the striking Incombe Hole. Climbing to the top of this great bay cut into Steps Hill I continued along the trail into the Ivinghoe Hills until finally I  reached the starting point of the Ridgeway at the top of Ivinghoe Beacon.

Cowslips littered the area and were more appealing to the eye than the extensive views north which were shrouded in mist. Having reached the end of the Ridgeway I was now left to make up my own route for much of the rest of the walk until I could return to the point where I had left the Ridgeway the week before. To start I followed the easterly ridge as it slowly descends before circling back below the ridge to reach the road eventually coming off to follow a track south into the Ashridge Estate. This National Trust property is famed for its bluebells so I was rather disappointed to not see great numbers and those that I did see were in amongst other flowers such as stitchworts. I followed the track along the edge of the ridge and up to the tall monument to the Duke of Bridgewater that stands at the centre of the estate, but there were far too many people in that area so I quickly passed through and continued along the track. After a while I noticed that there were a few more bluebells to my left at the top of the ridge, so coming off the escarpment-edge track I entered an astonishing area where a vast carpet of bluebells covered the woodland floor as far as I could see.

I have never seen such an enormous array of bluebells before and the smell coming off them was almost overpowering. It was an amazing sight and I took many pictures of the mesmerising sight. Eventually I tore myself away and resumed my southward course on the edge of the escarpment keen to keep up my pace as I was beginning to worry that I’d set myself a punishing schedule. Coming down from the ridge out of the Ashridge Estate I followed the Icknield Way Trail across the valley until I reached Wigginton Bottom where I switched allegiance to the Chiltern Way passing through the thick woodland field boundaries where bluebells were growing in abundant numbers and made for a pleasant walk despite my brisk pace. I had set myself the target of reaching the Ridgeway by two o’clock and achieved it with just a minute or two to spare joining the Ridgeway at the point where the trail crosses the steep road coming up from the Hale, and now I could finally ease back on the brisk pace that I had been maintaining since leaving the Ashridge Estate.

Immediately I was greeted with banks of bluebells and stitchworts as I made my way down to the deeply cut ancient lane where I had left the Ridgeway just seven days before. Now I turned right heading back uphill along the trail and after crossing two roads entered Northill Wood where bluebells abounded in great profusion and with the great displays continuing as I made my way along the trail into Pavis Wood that looked great despite the dull weather. My disappointment in the Chiltern Hills the week before had now been more than compensated and I continued to be spellbound and thrilled by bluebells and stitchworts as I entered Tring Park. Bluebells seem to be most abundant at the top of hills so as I slowly made my way down the hills, along the avenues of Tring Park, the bluebells began to fade away. Cow parsley now lined the paths as I made my way down into the valley and back to the railway station.

Much of this walk was undertaken at a brisk pace as I hurriedly made my way between the end of the Ridgeway and the point where I had left it the week before. I don’t think it really spoilt the walk though it would have been nice to have taken it at a more leisurely pace. I often seem to do this to myself and I wonder what it would be like to be able to explore a little of the surroundings where I’m walking rather than having to keep up a rapid rate of knots covering as much ground as possible in the shortest time. Despite the dull weather I saw some tremendous displays of bluebells on this walk that covered the hillsides in awe-inspiring displays that guaranteed that I would be returning to the Chiltern Hills in subsequent years to once again see these fabulous flowers in glorious array. I also wanted to continue my trek along the Ridgeway as I was enjoying the walk. It is different to the paths that I usually walk with reassuringly dry surfaces underfoot thanks to the well-drained chalky ground, and I love a good, dry path.