For the Brampton Scar trig point bag, I started at the Village Hall in Titley. As this one was a bit of a trek into the unknown, I created a GPX which I uploaded to my Coros Apex as a navigational aid. The route followed parts of the Mortimer Trail – A trail I have never walked before!
I headed up the lane and it wasn’t long before the route on my watch was telling me to go one way and signposts telling me another!
I took a chance and ignored the navigation and headed further up the lane until I reached a gate.
With my watch going mad about the deviation from the ‘route’, I made a beeline through the edge of the field to rejoin the ‘Mortimer Trail’.
Why the inverted commas? Well, the trail isn’t much of a trail… At all! It’s not a well trodden one that’s for sure!
The odd stile with a general arrow pointing the way though field of long grass was the only thing that made this a ‘trail’ at all!
Eventually, it did turn into more of an actual trail, at least one I’m more familiar with. This was, to my relief, shortly after I headed toward a field of bulls, which all glared at me and then, to my horror, started running at me! Sort of panicking as I couldn’t see the dividing electrified fence at first, I darted through the gate onto a marked trail. That was pretty terrifying!
Passed this abandoned barn en-route. I had to poke my head in to see if there was anything cool inside – which there wasn’t! The electric fence around the perimeter intrigued me but it wasn’t live… Or hiding anything!
Back on the trail.
This one was definitely one that I just ‘winged’. Roughly knew where I needed to be so just kept heading that way. Through fields, over gates and the occasional stile. Checking Google maps to see where I was in relation to where I needed to be – I wasn’t far off. It was time to try and find the trig pillar! A bit of mooching about, like I did on the Birley Hill trig point bag, I found it. It was however on the other side of a barbed wire fence. I wasn’t the first to come this way as there was a accessible bit of fencing I could see others had used.
Doubling back, there it was. The Brampton Scar trig point!
Looking a bit lost, but at the same time standing proud. By this time the drizzle had turned to rain. Great. Had just over two miles to walk back in this!
One of the more ‘proper’ walks to bag this one. Made a bit of a meal of it doubling back after following some weird prompts attempting to follow the route I had plotted. Another trig point in the bag!
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