Berkhamsted is about 26 miles from London, 30 minutes by train. It’s an historic market town with direct access to the Chiltern Hills and a slightly empty patch of land where a castle used to be.
It’s not too castle-y, but you can have a nice amble around in the grounds and it was good for a game of Frisbee.
From here we headed out to the Chiltern Hills, which appear from behind a cricket pitch and are reached through a succession of fields that were lined with blossoming flowers and rickety farms complete with twisted car wrecks and striking corrugated steel Silos – kind of like a budget British version of the farm from Superman.
5 minutes later and we were in the countryside, starting with beautiful woodland interspersed with clearings and the sound of cuckoos hooting.
I took a moment to close my eyes, breath it in and store it away for the next weeks commute!
After an hour or so our dogs were in danger of over-heating so we went in search of a pub… like responsible dog owners.
Back in Berkhamsted we strolled down a good looking stretch of canal looking for somewhere to eat – noticing that the houses are really pretty here, particularly this one.
At the pub (The Rising Sun) Fuggle was still looking pretty hot so I did the right thing and threw him in the canal to cool down while I munched on some nachos…
That’s about it, other than to share with you the exact distance from Berkhamsted to Braunston:
There’s not much else to say, this was a lovely day trip – I recommend it (and the Nachos!)
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