South Somerset is a land of small villages. Many of these are tucked away is hidden valleys. One of these is the tiny village of Pitcombe.
I did not know where Pitcombe was until I discovered it on a cycle. It had already been a long day cycling up from Salisbury and we needed a flat route north from Wincanton. I was resigned to heading west across the Somerset Levels. However, one member of our peloton knew of the short cut.
His relatively flat route sliced through the steep hills surrounding the town of Bruton. Running up a valley that once had a railway line.
Discovering this route was one of those magically moments – how had I missed this before?
I did not have time to explore the area properly. Only for a quick detour up a short lane to the parish church.
Its a good looking church – with a new roof and some very only walls. Plus a glorious archway entrance.