I hiked this stage of the Icknield Way in November 2014.
I was joined on the walk by Smithy the Cairn Terrier. We caught the early train to Cambridge and from there hopped on the train to Dullingham.
We arrived at Dullingham station for 8am. It was rather misty but it’s such a joy to be out walking at this time, I’m always happiest hiking early in the morning, the earlier the better.
We quickly found the path and began heading north in the direction of Moulton, in Suffolk where we’d be stopping for lunch.
This was Smithy’s second hike of over ten miles. He spent most of the time at full stretch on the lead, pulling me along. He’d stop every now and again and give me a quizzical look, as if he were expecting to be led back home by now. He couldn’t believe his luck, non-stop walkies and Scooby-snacks galore, dog heaven!
We arrived at Moulton for lunch.
Moulton is a lovely ancient village that pre-dates the 1086 Domesday book and was the star attraction of the walk.
Saint Peter’s church looked stunning in the autumn afternoon and we lingered for a while in the churchyard.
But all to soon Smithy caught the scent of a pheasant/rabbit/squirrel and was tugging me along the Way again.
We both began to tire on the second half of the hike. The fields felt muddier, the wind had picked up, my boots were leaking and rain was threatening.
We were glad to arrive at Kennett station and catch the train back to Cambridge, where I had a cuppa tea and Smithy ate a Scooby snack.
We arrived home tired but happy. Smithy hit the sofa and didn’t leave it until the following morning. 15 miles on his little legs, a tired but happy dog.
Oh, and the Icknield Way? A joy.