The sun came out on the last day of February so it was a great day to visit Castle Coombe, which is often has rather too many tourists there in the holiday season. The walk started at the top carpark and after a downhill walk we reached the village.

I look very small sat next to The Market Cross, which was originally built over 1000 years ago.

You can see me and the bottom bit of the cross a bit clearer below…

We walked on down the road towards Byebrook Bridge. I sat for a little while and looked at the beautiful scene in front of me.

I walked on over the bridge…

…then stopped for a photo.

We walked on up the road following the Brook.

The hazel trees next to the Brook were covered in catkins.

The bridge that we had to cross over soon came into sight…

I posed for a photo on the bridge but I am rather teeny weeny!

We continued walking along a path which got further and further away from the Brook. It was rather muddy in places.

I let the human lift me over all the muddy bits, which meant that she carried me quite a lot!

There were a few styles and gates to negotiate.

This one had a big step for a small bear.

The walk continued through deciduous woods, the trees not yet in leaf.

My tummy was feeling hungry so I hoped that soon we would reach the Inn.

The water in the stream glistened in the sunlight.


I suddenly felt the urge to have a power nap and found an ideal spot on a log.

Revived from the nap off I went across another field.

I said Hello to one of the sheep

The humans were certain the Inn wasn’t far away…

After a short walk along a road the very welcome sight of The White Hart Inn.

I wasn’t sure about the hog on the wall…

A lifebuoy was ready just in case anyone fell in the Brook.

It was wonderful to be able to sit in the garden and eat my bowl of mushroom tagliatelle with seasonal vegetables.

We didn’t stop for long as there was another 3 miles to go…

Here I am going up quite a steep hill…

Someone had very kindly put a seat at the top for bears to rest on.

More muddy paths followed…

…and the sun continued to make the water look fresh and twinkly.

Another bridge….


Another rest…

Finally we reached the golf course next to the village…

It was a wonderful walk but quite a long way for a bear of short stature. The tea and cake at The Castle Inn was soon inside my tummy.

This is a lovely walk and I recommend it to anyone who is used to walking.
See the walk details here: https://explorethecotswolds.com/castle-combe-walk-cotswolds/
Horace the Alresford Bear 3/3/25









































































































































































































