For the Haffield Bank trig point bag, I pulled up in front a gate by The Vineyard Farm. I popped over to the house just to ask if it was OK to bag the trig point to avoid a drama like at the White House Farm trig point bag. The lad there said all was good!
With my weird phobia of cows, I was pleased that the Haffield Bank trig point wasn’t in the field I parked in front of! The chap said to head up the track and there was a rusty coloured double gate into a field. that was the one the trig pillar was in. Phew! I grabbed a photo of the cows, taking cover in the shade of the tree on this lovely late-June summers day. It clocked in at 26 degrees so I don’t blame them. However, they did look less than impressed to see me!
Up the lane and after that, there was the gate.
It was a field of long grass. Walking a few meteres up the slope and my shoes were filled with all sorts of spikey seeds and things from the grass. Fruitlessly emptying them only to be filled right up again! There were bees, flies, butterflies and some massive dragonflies in this field.
About halfway up the steep hill, the Haffield Bank trig point is visible.
Initially looking like it was right in the middle of a pathc of stingining nettles – fortunately it wasn’t! Standing proud with all of its base plinth visible, looking out over the surrounding countryside.
Sort of a roadside bag as there wasn’t much walking involved – but how ever they’re bagged, they all count!
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