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Last weekend it was time for a stroll and to walk from sea to summit was the plan. A combination of the Somerset Levels, the Mendips, and fair weather made for a fine Sunday walk with blue sky and wide views.

The Mendips, The Levels, and the Sea.

The Mendips, The Levels, and the Sea.

Heading along the beach away from the town I walked towards Uphill to climb up by the church. Passing above the old quarry. I love the views from here and the quiet sense of time you get from layered rocks and by passing through the small graveyard. The church stands lonely on the hill, despite the village below, looking out across the Bristol Channel to Wales.

Uphill Church

Uphill Church

Uphill Quarry

Uphill Quarry

Brean Down and the Bristol Channel

Brean Down and the Bristol Channel

After the short climb to the church, a drop back down to the levels. I followed the River Axe inland cutting across country where needed to reach Bleadon Village. It was a pleasant if malicious surprise to see the road nice and busy as I walked on without a care in the world, wildflowers, the River Axe, Swans floating serenely by, nothing more needed.

Wild yellow fading to rust.

Wild yellow fading to rust.

The fading colours of summer.

The fading colours of summer.

Teasel.

Teasel.

Verge flowers.

Verge flowers.

River Axe, and Swans.

River Axe, and Swans.

Meadows outside Shiplate.

Meadows outside Shiplate.

The Somerset highs next and up the side of Shiplate Slait, an area of Special Scientific Interest. Passing through some Somerset Apple Orchards, probably destined for proper Somerset Cider a refreshing taste after a walk on these hills. Up to Bleadon Hill, to pick up the West Mendip Way and the turn back towards the sea.

Cider in the making.

Cider in the making.

Across Bleadon Hill to Crooks Peak.

Across Bleadon Hill to Crooks Peak.

A Somerset lane, proper country road.

A Somerset lane, proper country road.

Roadside Flowers.

Roadside Flowers.

Roadside Flowers II

Roadside Flowers II

Abandoned Machinery.

Abandoned Machinery.

This was a day of changes, the wind bringing the smell of the sea back as you climb the Mendips, the calm of the River Axe, late summer flowers and some quiet tracks. Arriving back on Weston beach to find it full of sail and kite carts. Families strolling along the prom, enjoying the sand and fun of the seaside, a pleasure to end here and turn for home, glad I have the best of the beach and the countryside so close.

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