No wonder the BBC wants a new weather forecasting company. The forecast for West Wales especially south of Haverfordwest was for dry weather with sunny periods. Wrong, wrong. It was raining when we left The Navigator’s house and increased in intensity by the time we arrived at the car park in Little Milford. A few hardy dog walkers left their cars but we waited for a while. However we had to don our full waterproof kit before setting off through the woodlands.
Once through the wood we headed south east along various footpaths, passing Nash Wood and the farms of North Nash and Great Nash. We met a friendly farmer who privately probably questioned our sanity walking through rain and somewhat wet and muddy paths and even gave his permission to leave a footpath and cross his fields. However we are made of sterner stuff and kept to the paths, which weren’t too bad.
Our route took us east into Llangwm where we found a picnic bench overlooking the Cleddau waterway for lunch. From here we walked along the riverside path to Black Tar Point and then inland to Sprinkle Farm and on to Sprinkle Pill.
The Cleddau Waterway is a lovely area with lots of inlets, known as pills in this area. They have a mysterious feeling about them, with muddy creeks and the occasional houses close to the water.
Once reaching the main waterway of the western Cleddau near Underwood we walked west along a muddy foreshore passing by a derelict wooden quay.
This whole area was mined for coal in years gone by and there was evidence of this in orange coloured streams running into the Cleddau and warnings of old mine workings.
Although it was still August, signs of Autumn were evident with blackberries ripening, sloes and puffballs seen.
The muddy track was left and we climbed uo to Hook before once again following a path down through some woods and back to the car.
Thank you for this lovely post. My great grandparents, the James family, farmed the land at Sprinkle farm and lived in the old Farmhouse. A few years ago I followed this walk, loving the waterway and feeling a strong sense of connection with my ancestors. My great grandmother, a milliner born at Burton, married Lewis James from Llangwm when only seventeen years old. They were tenant farmers..hardworking and quite strict Baptists. They and their children are buried in the churchyard at Sardis Baptist church …some in the oldest, overgrown part and later descendants in the more modern part.
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