We followed paths old and new across the Purbecks on today's walk. Down quiet winding lanes, sunken between banks blanketed in fresh greens and bursting with spring colours. Up steep rocky pathways through avenues of ancient gnarled trees, shaped by coastal winds, set amongst thickets of nettle. Followed small meandering streams, newly emerged from nearby springs, through hidden coombes bedecked with bright furze and budding Elder. Along lofty coastal ramparts, atop the mighty limestone bulwarks on which restless seas ceaselessly break. In every direction and at every point, a view of outstanding beauty. The magic of the Purbecks is tangible.
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