18 set off from Staplehurst on a warm mainly sunny day with a light breeze and some cloud which stayed in the sky creating what felt like a greenhouse atmosphere all day. It wasn't as hot as recent days and we were kept comfortable by many shaded footpaths along the way. We passed fields of tall grass and barley and there were plenty of foraging opportunities with blackberries in abundance and apple trees laden down with fruit. All 18 picnicked in the churchyard (two had hoped for a pub lunch but found the Bell and Jorrocks closed). It wasn't far from there to Sissinghurst Gardens and most stopped there for tea, scones and cake. Some NT members visited the gardens. A few bypassed the gardens and headed straight for Cranbrook where they had drinks in the George. The were joined at the bus stop by most of the Sissinghurst contingent who arrived just in time for the 15.57 bus which got us to Staplehurst with half an hour to spare before the 16.48 train. Some used the time to buy provisions from Sainsbury's and had a jolly journey home.

This was an attractive walk with no need for trekking poles as the paths were dry but severely rutted from previous muddy hikes. Shame that no one from the footpaths department of the local authority has done anything about two seriously dodgy stiles. Thanks to Joe who helped some of us with less agile knees get over one and to Angela for helping me over another. Great group cohesion today only marred by the pub not opening until 4pm so no lunch or drinks opportunity.

The return train journey was enhanced by the Sainsbury shoppers who offered me some delicious wine to beef me up for my return journey to Brentford where far right protesters were expected at the local immigration centre and local immigrants hotels. I decided to get out at Kew Bridge to avoid any confrontations to find the high street deserted of traffic but buses running so no problem getting home. Local Residents who decided to go and observe the demonstrations around Brentford station only found anti racist protesters numbering around 600 who accused anyone passing by on the opposite side of the road as being Nazi scum.

No damage to property as the far right demonstrators pulled a No Show obviously frightened off by the force of counter demonstrations in this very high diversity area of the Great West road stretching towards Hounslow where there has always been peace and harmony within the community even if you feel like an endangered species.

Thanks to Pete G for checking that trains were running from Waterloo.

Glad I wasn’t travelling to Walthamstow where there were huge crowds around the high street according to the news broadcasts. Brentford only got one brief mention as there was no aggravation.

9 off the train under overcast skies intermittently spitting rain decided to aim for Sissinghurst before conditions deteriorated. 7 stopped briefly at Frittenden church to consume sandwiches while two forged ahead to explore Sissinghurst castle before the predicted downpours. The 7 picnickers reached the castle as it started to rain and 6 explored the gardens and tower before heading towards the café where the earlier 2 were setting off for Sissinghurst village to catch the 2.59 bus. All decided to join them except one who still had to explore the castle and gardens. The eight caught the bus but narrowly missed the 3.18 train and had to wait for the 3.48. We were all a bit damp at this stage and grateful that the waiting room at Staplehurst station was open. It was raining heavily by the time we departed. I hope our ninth walker made it back without getting soaked. Probably not the best day to visit Sissinghurst. It would be nice to go back on a fine spring or summer day to spend more time in the gardens and admiring the view from the tower.

No sign of a BH walk on Monday.

Do we need more walk posters?

Quite a bit over the top maybe, that reply?

Gavin's question sounds like a perfectly good one, especially in a club full of non-Brits and non-Royalists (Brits and Non-Brits), as the SWC certainly is. Millions of people did other things than follow a funeral on that day. Are they all "idiots"?

And yes, the club can always do with more people getting involved, as far as I can see.

Agreed, Thomas !

What I should have said:

"Gavin, per my understanding, a bank holiday was declared on the day of the state funeral to enable "the people" either to participate in it or, in the majority of cases, to let them watch the ceremony and pageantry on TV. It would not have been appropriate to post a walk on this day and my fellow walk posters chose not to.

As for our number of walk posters, I believe we have a sufficient number for the task in hand but new recruits are always welcome."

With no visible group gathering on the platform at Staplehurst it was only a chance glimpse of a couple looking at walking notes that ensured a group of 4 walkers set off. Much cooler than Saturday our group benefited from a mix of bright and hazy sunshine with the occasional cloud . We made good progress to the lunchtime pub where we were met with friendly service and good quality food (though a longish wait). Despite the best efforts of the whole group we just couldn't initially work out the later section of the walk from point 49 onwards and had to ask some locals who were kind enough to show us a map. Though we didn't add much distance to the walk we did lose a lot of time. Tested but not testy we eventually got back on track (with the help of a fancy phone) and made it to Headcorn just after 17:00 for a restorative drink (and cake) in the George and Dragon before just making the 17:44 train back. An enjoyable walk in good company. (Thanks due to the walk poster and all the public spirited volunteers that maintain the SWC.)

The route from Sissinghurst to Headcorn (just this particular option: not the rest of the route and not the Frittenden to Headcorn direct route) is a bit difficult in places. I suspect that some of the paths are rarely used and I have thought of removing this route from the directions altogether as a result. As it is, it stays in but I recommend that if you want a longer walk from Sissinghurst you go to Cranbrook or even Goudhurst as described in the walk document. This caveat apart, this is an excellent walk and I recommend it.

There don't seem to be any buses from Goudhurst on a Sunday, so probably best not to finish there.

Oh yes. I knew there was another reason I kept the Sissinghurst to Headcorn directions. Thanks for reminding me.

Well, in that case, I reverse my former advice. The Sissinghurst to Headcorn route is mostly straightforward, but with just a couple of tricky bits where the route is a bit indistinct. In one place - just before Bubhurst - a stile has got completely overgrown and another is missing. I have indicated an alternative that involves hopping fieldgates but the legality of this is questionable. Are you entitled to take a nearby route that is not a right of way when the right of way has become overgrown? Any lawyers please comment.

If you stray off the right of way then technically you are trespassing but the advice from the Ramblers is "if you can easily go round the obstruction without causing any damage, then you should do so".

The correct long-term course of action is to report problems with rights of way (obstructions, needing maintenance, etc) to the local authority, either directly or through the Ramblers "Pathwatch" scheme. It might not be fixed quickly but if the authority doesn't know about it, then nothing will ever happen. See https://www.ramblers.org.uk/advice/pathwatch-report-path-features-and-problems.aspx.

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Sorry, me again. If you are using the GPX, note that there is a new housing estate being built just at the start of this walk. The early part of the path therefore currently crosses the building works. Details of the situation a couple of months ago are given in the walk directions pdf (dated 7 June: PLEASE USE THIS LATEST VERSION OF THE DIRECTIONS, not one you printed off three years ago). You are soon free of this and the rest of the walk is very nice.

I'd had the roofers in on Saturday (just in time) so I decided to nip down to Staplehurst and give Mr. T's Sunday offering a go.

Just me (1) on this blustery and drizzly day (what a difference a day makes).

The housing development at the start of the walk has become immense: now AKA The Redrow "Woodlands Green" development.

Whilst there appears there has been some effort to divert the public footpath, it is impossible to find a way through as fencing panels have been placed too close to thickets.

I will raise a case on the Ramblers Pathwatch app and write to the local Council to see what their intentions are for the footpath's long term future.

In the mean time may I suggest the following diversion:

Section 3

In 100 metres turn right into Newland Drive. In 60 metres, ignore the left hand turning to Fischers Close, but in a further 60 metres follow the road as it turns left.

In 80 metres turn right into Hurst Close.

After a further 400 metres at the junction with Headcorn Road, turn left.

In 400 metres pass the The Redrow "Woodlands Green" development on the left and Pile lane (now closed to traffic)

Continue the walk at Section 10

While this diversion isn't through open countryside, it goes through a reasonably mature housing estate. As Walker points out, well worth it as the remainder of the walk is very pleasant, and the gardens at Sissinghurst Castle can be spectacular (free to NT Members)

Drippy is the word I would use for the weather. Occasionally there were showers, sometimes it was dry and even seemed to be brightening, but mostly there were just little drips of rain. Oh well. I suppose the countryside needs some moisture to keep it looking lovely and lush, which is definitely how it did look.

14 assembled at the start of the walk including two newbies and two visitors from California. We all had an early shock in discovering that a large housing estate is being built across the first section of this walk. To tell the truth this was always a rather awkward bit of the path - indistinct and poorly maintained. Now it will probably be a tarmac path between high fences.

Otherwise it was interesting to do this walk, normally scheduled for bluebell time, in mid May. There was lots of cow parsley hemming in the paths and hawthorn blossom in the hedgerow. Some nice buttercup fields too. After lunch we had to wade chest high through an oilseed rape field, sadly (or happily, depending on your taste) nearly gone over. It was not that there was no path across this field, I hasten to add, just that the oilseed had grown so tall that it obscured it.

Lunch at the Bell & Jorrocks was fine. We were their only customers as far as I could see. After lunch the newbies split off to go to Headcorn and the rest of us went onto to an oddly quiet Sissinghurst (the National Trust place). Most of us had tea here and the Californians and their host stopped to see the gardens. One walker had proclaimed earlier that she planned to do the long route to Headcorn but whether she did or not, I do not know.

On the walk from Sissinghurst to Sissinghurst village there was the nice surprise of a large area of bluebells, still more or less full out - the last we will see this year, I guess. Five got the 4.13 bus from Sissinghurst village (as later on did the three who had gone to the gardens), so along with the two newbies who went to Headcorn that makes ten walkers out of fourteen who opted for a 7.9 mile walk. (I mention this merely in the spirit of scientific enquiry).

Three of us carried on to Cranbrook, by which time the rain was starting to look more organised. We had a rapid drink in the George and got the 5.05 bus, picking up the three garden visitors en route.

12 got off of the train and we were then joined by two others who had taken different trains so 14 on the walk altogether

Weather bright sun but right cold all day with the frost hanging around in patches throughout

This was an emotional roller coaster of a walk so although only a 2 on the toughness scale spiritually we suffered horrendously for the first hour and then we hit a high for the rest of the day. The cause of the angst was the closing and boarding up of the Bell and Jorrocks pub as reported by a fellow walker who had just driven from the St Leonards area past the pub on the way to meet us at the station. We were all a bit deflated, to put it mildly, by this news - no Bell and Jorrocks would mean that this walk would be a no no in future and the Bell and Jorrocks had been a great pub which we were very sorry to see close.

Anyway duly forewarned we went to a local newsagent and we stoically stocked up on sandwiches and assorted nibbles ( several even bought chocolate bars ) for a picnic lunch. Curiously the chap who had warned us of the closing of the pub got on very well with the woman in that corner shop that he had suggested but he does seem to get on well with most people.

We set off in low spirits, hardly talking, all looking inside ourselves for a reserve of strength to carry on with the walk only to meet another walker about an hour later only to be told that she had rung the Bell and Jorrocks and they were, ONLY, waiting to find out how many were, only, expecting lunch - howls of delight and some dancing in that field on that day the like of which you have never seen before was had ( if Mr M Tiger was with us he would have written a folk song about it I am sure ) whilst said walker rang the pub and booked a table.

8 had lunch at the Bell and Jorrocks which was fabulous and good and extremely reasonable prices and a varied selection and the pub was warm and welcoming and a true delight and had a roaring stove, albeit it at the other end of the pub away form our table and blocked out by the locals. What a glorious time we had, it was really like Christmas.

Fortified by the food and warmth we set off in the cold and did the last 5 km odd across some somewhat muddy fields to the Village Tea Rooms in Headcorn where tea and cake was had. On our table two of the cakes we're a bit disappointing - light and dry and flavourless sponge, whilst the third - a light fruit cake got the thumbs up.

Off to the train station and a kip back to London Bridge for some - whilst others chattered - least said soonest mended - I said ‘ least said ‘.

The moral of this story is - don’t trust a drivers fleeting glance.

Long live the Bell and Jorrocks

Divine Dish ( Miss )

Well for three of us the emotional rollercaster actually kept rolling throughout the day. While others might have been depressed about their picnic lunch and with their heads on the path, my good friend M, an architectural historian, and I stopped at lenghth at Staplehurst Church to admire the Pisan Pillars, the anchorite cell (brrrr) and most importantly (please add to walk notes) a medieval door with very old, possibly Norman, ironware with beautiful forms like a dragon. This door is halfway on the South side behind a heavy curtain; you can open it by sliding a heavy bolt and lifting the latch. Here we were joined by another walker L who had gone wrong at an earlier turning point and was an equal admirer of old churches so we made a happy trio for the day to come. Having topped up my flask with hot coffee in the local pub for the picnic later on (we were oblivious to the good news that the pub was open but as you will notice later there would not have been enough time in the day to pay it a visit anyway). The next 30 minutes or so was spent happy walking and path finding which was made quite difficult because it was invisible in the wet, grassy field. Then we discovered my friend had lost a much needed walking stick, so L very kindly offered to retrace our steps; that took a good 20 minutes. M and I decided to have our lunch in the middle of the path in the wet field while waiting. This caught the eye of a curtain twitching Boggis nearby who stormed over asking 'What on earth are you doing on my path? 'Well, Sir', I answered politely, 'waiting for a kind friend who is searching for a lost walking stick and, being hungry, eating my sandwich and having a coffee' (it was 1.15pm after all). 'You are not allowed to have a picnic on a walking path; you can only walk here!', Boggis barked at us. Is this true? I have no idea. It was hardly Glyndebourne with tables, chairs & the family silver but me sitting on a small plastic bag to keep my bum dry on a muddy field. My friend M, only 4"4' tall started arguing with the 6" farmer about the validity of his statement and I gave her some hard looks and assured farmer we would be gone before sunset (he was definitely not amused at this point). After 20m we decided to walk on as slowly as we could without falling over to give L a chance to catch up, keep warm and avoid ending up at the end of a pitch fork. Soon L appeared with no stick but was tanked profusely and we trotted on finding it really hard to follow any path. We ended up on the wrong side of a small wood and I could see how to get us on the correct path by some 'light' trespassing, climbing under some barbed wire (cleverly installed by Boggis; he must have shares in a barbed wire firm, never seen so much of it around his various fields) and then over some and walking 50/100 m through some very light wood. easy peasy, if you do it regularly. This was not approved of by M nor L so they tried to find the correct path of getting to the other side. This took another half an hour while I paced up and down the other side in the sunshine on a lovely ridge. What I then discoverd that said Boggis had also managed to lock the gate on a legal footpath to go in and out of this little wood at point N5108804 EO33.912 9please report if you know how to do this). So you now have to climb over it, a problem for my 4"4' friend. However, suddenly after 30 m or so M & L popped up behind me to much mutual rejoicing and we then walked on till the next church at Frittenden, which we paid a short visit. Remarkably without further incidents worth mentioning we arrived at 4.20pm, just before closing time, at the lovely church in Headcorn with a very old and original wooden screen from before the Reformation. Got some tea in Cafe Costa for the train back and met three fellow walkers on the platform. An eventful but wonderful day out recommended for longer days if you wish to visit churches and have lunch in the Bell & Jorrocks.

I am glad to hear that the Bell & Jorrocks has not closed - it would, agreed, have been a sad loss.

As for "Boggis" (a new word for me), if it is the field I am thinking of, there is no defined path across it, just a right of way. I am no lawyer so have no idea whether you are allowed to picnic in such a field, but I know the type of person you are describing, and they are a nuisance. If it is the field I am thinking of, I never cross it without some nervousness. This is just one of those farms that somehow emanates unfriendly vibes towards walkers without having to do anything. Occasionally the field has over-curious beef cattle in. I am always happy to gain the bluebell wood beyond. If there were another viable route I would use it, but sadly there is not - not without missing the bluebell wood too.

I cannot make sense of your grid reference, if that is what it is, so I can't locate the locked gate you describe. Is it on the walk route? If so, the paragraph number in the directions it is in would be helpful. In general, if you discover blocked paths, try informing the county council. I seem to remember that Kent has an online facility to report such things. Or google Kent County Council Public Rights of Way Officer and see what comes up.

Re Staplehurst church and its attractions: I will update the walk document at some point, but there is a big heap of corrections and updates to various walks to process and this one will have to wait its turn....

The walk author

The locked gate on the footpath-signed right of way was I think in para 25. MG

The 'Boggis' referred to in the second walk report is the cruel, slow-witted farmer from 'Fantastic Mr Fox.'

The Ramblers website is a useful resource for advice on walking issues: see http://www.ramblers.org.uk/advice/rights-of-way-law-in-england-and-wales/basics-of-rights-of-way-law.aspx. You have the legal right to "pass and repass along the way", which has been interpreted as allowing you to stop to rest or admire the view, and to consume refreshments (as long as you don't stray from the path or cause an obstruction). It's worth knowing your rights if you have this kind of unpleasant encounter.

I have now checked the correct grid reference TQ 795417 and will report it to the Ramblers with whom I am in contact. It's on the South side of the wood where it is at its most narrow. Maybe this walk should be posted again in the summer and then checked again.

The location I mentioned in the main walking report N5108804 EO33.912 is latitude and longitude. Not every country has such fine Ordnance Survey maps as the UK. A more universal system is latitude (your position north or South of the equator) and longitude (your position East or West of Greenwich). This reference will tell anyone anyone, including yourself, where you are in case of emergency or if you are simply lost/off track. Any good gps will tell you these data and with a local good map you can then pinpoint your location.

Looking at the grid reference, I think there is supposed to be a stile next to this gate. Maybe the problem is that the stile has disintegrated (or been removed).

The walk author

28 on this walk, or rather 27 because one (a newbie, who came with a friend) mysteriously dropped out after 200 metres. The rest of us encountered one light shower early on, but after this it was mainly sunny , albeit a little chilly in the wind when we tried to sit outside.

Abundant wood anemones - in particular a glorious display between Sissinghurst and Sissinghurst village - and blackthorn blossom turning hedgerows white. A big surprise was bluebells coming out in large numbers in the big wood mid morning. This is often an early bluebell wood, but even so. The Bell & Jorrocks pub had no trouble fitting us in - we were their only lunch customers, I think. Massive portions and credit to them for coping politely with their "first vegan customer in eleven years".

On "the boring bit" - the arable fields after lunch - there was a nice surprise of a field of oilseed rape half in flower. Later a hornbeam wood was awash with fresh lime green leaves. I think some stopped at Sissinghurst Gardens and at least two walked from there to Headcorn. At least 14 went on to Cranbrook: we peered into all three tea places before opting for the last, the Waterloo House, which was very nice.

I hear a few missed tea at Cranbrook and took the map-led extension to Goudhurst. They must have caught the 17.15 bus to Marden because two of us who went on to Goudhurst after tea did not see them there. We had a lovely golden walk through woodland and then across a lovely valley to our destination, which looked from a distance like a hilltop Tuscan village. We only made the 18.11 bus, the last, with 8 minutes to spare, however, a pity as it would have been nice to linger. We then discovered that there were engineering works on the train line from Tunbridge Wells, where the bus was headed, so hurriedly got off the bus Matfield. It was a pleasant two mile walk downhill from there, chorused by wonderful birdsong, to Paddock Wood and the 7.30pm train home.

10 started the walk and we picked up a local enroute so 11

It started well enough though it seemed that two missed the train at Victoria possibly because it set off from platform 8, something that is unheard of.

The train took 2 hours to get us to Staplehurst due to a refusal by the trains to run through half of the tunnel at 7 oaks, and these tantrums were still happening on the return journey

The morning passed without event except for a tumultuous rain storm but luckily we managed to shelter in a barn for 30 mins until it mostly cleared

We then took the obvious route which ended us up in the artisanal blue cheese maker yard much to the displeasure of the man who was resident there - he wasn't rude or nasty but certainly mighty displeased at our presence and asked us to retrace our route and he didn't know of the footpath and warned us that there were electric fences everywhere and no stiles. We duly found the route over a new stile and passed to the other side of the farmyard only to be barked at by horrible dogs.

The fields in this area were actually protected by electric fences as we had been warned and they were a bit of a problem and one of two of us with short legs received a few volts whilst crossing said electric fences - I promise that nobody laughed - not even the very tall people.

The written instructions managed to confuse us several times even when being backed up by maps and sat navs but we struggled through with quite a few false detours and the broad bean plants lying at the edge of the field gave us sustenance.

Lunch at the friendly Bell and Jorrocks was well welcome as we were somewhat tired and dispirited by the task of the morning.

Lunch was a long time coming but seemed to be enjoyed by all - even the person who was shocked at ' £9 for a sandwich ? '

Whilst we sipped it pissed down but miraculously the clouds cleared as we made our way again. One of our team who napped in the churchyard came into the pub soaked and bedraggled but he seemed cheerful enough

A little rain and a lot of mud made the going in the afternoon rather hard but Sissinghurst supplied tea coffee and cake and revived our spirits for the final walk into Sissinghurst town where we missed the bus by 5 minutes

We waited for 55 minutes for the next bus during which time a number of people took off their boots and socks to prevent trench foot - one chap surprised us with his shocking pink pedicured toe nails.

We got to Staplehurst where we waited just over an hour for a train - the trains were still arguing over who wanted to use the tunnel ( Bloomin Rev Awdrey )and joy of joys one arrived and we all got back to Vic

In brief we left Vic Station 09.30 and got back there at 09.40 so 12 hours for an 8 mile walk

A lovely day out

The instructions for the Staplehurst walk referred to a kink in the path. No Ray Davies but there was a member of the Dave Clark Five on hand to help guide us.

The Cranbrook ending for this walk is entirely NEW and has never been done by the SWC before. Cranbrook is a very cute town. The walk from Sissinghurst to Sissinghurst village has a good wood anemone wood, though they are a bit late this year. There is a nice pub in Sissinghurst village that also looks worth checking out

The buses take 20 minutes, so those leaving at 58 past get to Staplehurst at 17 past, all being well, and then connect with the 23 past train to Charing Cross. If the bus is late, one would be stuck with the next train, the 53 past.

The 18.19 connects with the 18.53 train quite comfortably.

18 mild some sunshine and rain held off until walk end

Another excellent mid-week turnout for this pleasant outing in the Low Weald of Kent. The start was not auspicious as we had to traverse several very muddy or soggy fields but the terrain became a bit firmer as we approached the lunch pub in Frittenden - the Bell and Jorrocks. We never did find out what a "jorrocks" is or was but no matter, the pub coped admirably with the 14 who sat down to eat - and how wonderful to enjoy a pint of Harvey's Sussex after the Lentern abstinence.

After lunch the group split into Headcorn finishers and Cranbrook finishers - and I was with 6 doing the latter. I'm not sure if the Headcorners visited Sissinghurst but if they by-passed it they missed a treat - the gardens were lovely. Then it was onwards to Cranbrook, a quaint town with some interesting buildings, a quick cuppa or takeaway drink for some as we dodged a later afternoon shower, and then the bus which whisked us back to Staplehurst for the connecting train back to London.

An easy day's walking with some early signs of Spring proper - a few wood anemones (late this year?) and some bluebells which (foolishly ?) were making an early appearance. Do this walk in three week's time and the woodland flowers should be quite stunning.

The Cranbrook ending of this walk is not just new, it is brand new. This is its first outing (if anyone decides to try it).