A gentle 14 mile walk in undulating countryside along the Monmouthshire Way (which adopts the same route as the Offa’s Dyke Path) between Monmouth and Pandy.
Date walked: 12th September 2017
Distance: around 14 miles. Please note this is the exact same route as Stages 3 and 4 of the Monmouthshire Way but they reckon it’s 8.4 miles to Llantilio Crosseney and then 7.1 from there to Pandy. They are probably right. Which makes it a pretty long walk by my current standards.
Map used: OS Explorer OL 14 – Wye Valley and Forest of Dean and OL 13 – Brecon Beacons National Park
Guide used: Walking Off’s Dyke Path by Mike Dunn, published by Cicerone
Website for The Monmouthshire Way (click the text)
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The dedicated reader of my blog might but probably wont notice that I am re-posting my write up of this section of the Offa’s Dyke path. Now you might think that this is very lazy of me and you are probably right . The thing is that though this is a perfectly pleasant walk I didn’t think it was that exceptional and I didn’t fancy doing it again. I have checked it over and done some updates, though – see the italics in red.
Today’s plan involved Anne in a supporting role. Leaving my car in the free car park on the West side of the Monnow Bridge, Update, there is still free parking here and some unrestricted parking in the street nearby, Anne had kindly agreed to pick me up later by the roadside at Pandy. (An arrangement which proved to have not been well – enough defined, but we’ll come to that in due course. )
For your benefit and my own sense that I should more or less start where I left off, I crossed over the said bridge….
….. and then crossed back again.
Turning right after the bridge, I headed for Rockfield passing an Indian that we have eaten at several times but which we gave up on account of them playing bloody horrible “music” very loudly. (Update, The Raduni in Monnow Street is an excellent Indian and doesn’t play nasty music).
In Watery Lane, I spied a BT Openreach Van that had clearly been placed there to annoy me. Update – BT vans no longer annoy me since, after a huge campaign on my part, we now have Fibre to The Premises at a whopping 300Mbs).
The Guide promises that this was the last stretch of suburbia passed through until Prestatyn (though I doubt that it will be my last encounter with a BT Openreach Van).
Watery Lane was only slightly damp in a culvert by the side of the road.
It boasted several rather new and striking houses…..
…. before depositing me in open countryside.
The path now climbed gently through several linked woods.
On a warm day as today I was glad to be walking in the deep and peaceful shade of Kings Wood. Goshawks, owls, hawfinches and tree pipits are all sightings claimed by the guide’s author. I saw none of these.
Neither did I notice the early C19th Monmouth Parish Boundary Stone as I approached Lower Hendre, though I did take note that those following in my footsteps have the possibility of staying nearby and could seek out what I had missed.
Update: this still seems to be operating
I noted with approval that a local landowner was in the process of recycling a redundant building.
There were pleasant views from the Hendre to the distant Brecon Beacons.
I passed several tidy stashes of black plastic wrapped silage (bio-degradable I am sure).
According to the guide, and confirmed by a small sign, this was near the site of Grace Dieu Abbey, founded in 1226 by John de Monmouth.
The path crosses the river Trothy at Abbey Bridge (not noteworthy according to moi) and crosses a field containing some fine oaks.
For the next couple of miles of gently undulating countryside, all that I appeared to have thought picture-worthy were the sheep. Now we like sheep and by now you might reasonably expect me to be able to tell you more about them. All I can say is that there were creamy-faced ones……
….. and black-faced ones with black ears…..
….. and some whose colour scheme were far too complicated to describe.
They all seemed most content.
At Llanvihangel Ystern Llewern (honestly the Welsh do love to make a lot of their place names) the path crosses a minor road, alongside which stands the pretty church of St Michael’s.
The next couple of miles crosses more undulating countryside….
… and passes through an orchard belonging to Bulmers. I once photographed the garden of one of the Bulmer Clan – the garden was OK but the owner was horrid.
I can’t recall if a rather imposing house near here was of Penrhos or Nantyderri’s farms.
The path crosses a minor road at Llantilio Crosseney at the point where there used to be a nice pub called the Hostry Inn…..
…. and then crosses the more significant B4233 to enter open fields once more where a finger-post announced that I had a further 7 miles to go – about half way then.
So this is the end of stage 3 of the Monmouthshire Way – you can see why I didn’t want to dedicate a whole post to this section, can’t you?
OK, so onto Stage 4….
This was easy and uneventful walking across cropped and rolled fields and some with beet.
Approaching White Castle the path had widened to a rough track where a Western Power van had managed to get himself stuck. I couldn’t quite work out how he managed it, but my offer of help was politely refused as he had called for rescue from someone with the ability to pull him out.
The path goes around the grounds of White Castle, but I was able to get one decent view of its well-preserved C13th structure (according to the guide, it used to be clothed in a white plaster). Apparently Hitler’s right-hand man, Rudolf Hess was imprisoned nearby and was allowed to paint in the area – perhaps you didn’t want to know that.
There are some very pretty little cottages in this part of Monmouthshire and I thought this was one of the nicest I had passed.
With open views again, in front of me was the profile of The Skirrid.
After crossing the Trothy once more over a narrow and not very pretty bridge….
,and a wade through a field of Sweet Corn…..
….the path arrives on the B4521 at Caggle Street.
After a couple of hundred metres by this roadside, and passing a converted chapel…
….the path leaves the road and heads north.
This was more grazing than arable land, hence my encounters with some horses…
… and cattle.
There was also a rather fine ruined farm which quite amazed me as I couldn’t believe that there was an unconverted old barn or farmhouse left un-gentrified in the county. It is called Little Pool Hall
A mile on from here, the path passes through the little village of Llangattock Lingoed, which boasts a pub called The Hunters Moon . Update I have checked their website and they are still open and do B&B. Huzzah.
Then I went one better and Anne and I went to eat there recently. I had a really nice Wild Boar and Rabbit Tagliatelle and a great pint of Butty Bach. Friendly Landlord and good atmosphere.
The pretty lime-washed medieval church of St Cadocs. is said to be C13th.
Apparently I should have paid more attention to the rather faded and ruined image of St George slaying the dragon, so here’s a link to someone else’s pic.
I rather liked the intricately carved wood beam that spans the nave.
If I was overnighting, I think this might be a gem of a place to stay and just to encourage you I noticed that there is also The Old Rectory Guest House.
The Skirrid is still quite close by as the path heads north-westerly…
…..and crosses the Full Brook by way of a sturdy footbridge…..
….. before climbing though a field towards a hamlet called Llanerch.
From the top of the hill the next day’s walk emerges.
The path descends quite steeply towards the busy A465 which runs between Hereford and Abergavenny.
I arrived at A 465 at the Lancaster Arms Guest House (good reviews on Tripadvisor)
I was half an hour early for my rendezvous with Anne and I had said to meet at Pandy. Pandy seems to be one of those places that is spread over about a mile (the guide describes it as straggling) and might have been signposted off the road before Anne would get here, so although I was pretty tired by now I decided to walk in the direction she would come from and hope to wave her down if she was about to whizz past me.
I reckon I had walked another mile before I spotted her blue Focus ……Update: now replaced by super dooper Honda Civic with self dipping headlights, Poop Poop…....tearing towards me, by which time I was a bit stressed. But Anne was not, so that was OK. Mind you, I don’t know where the Dyke was!
Thus completes Stage 4 of the Monmouthshire Way.
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And since this path is in my home county I thought I would provide a link to our internationally acclaimed garden, Veddw, which we open to the public. Here’s a link to our website.
Lovely to read, as always.
This is on my doorstep (I live in Pontrilas, near Hereford) and often run some of this route.
The 3 castles walk (20 miles route) certainly takes in the White Castle part of this walk.
Great stuff.
Thanks Richard. Running would makes the world go by too fast for me!
The Monnow bridge looks worth the trip on it’s own.
I particularly identified with your comment about a problematic rendezvous point not behind “well enough defined”!!!!!
Great Read as Always. I Walked From St Michaels Church to Pandy and back last Summer. Cant say that much has changed but there is a Tea Room In a Farm just at the Bottom of the Track leading up to the Junction for The White Castle. It was open when I passed but closed on the way back late afternoon but luckily i had stopped at the Hunters Moon for a Pint of Cider on the way back as it seemed rude not to. Looking forward to the next posting.
Thanks a lot Simon. Especially for the updates. My next two posts are going to be reviews of “Where my Feet Fall” – an anthology of essays about walking that’s about to be published but will be back on The Way after that.
Yep, not grateful for the anxiety of where on earth did you mean, ‘Pandy’? But enjoyed our recent trip to the pub.
An enjoyable revisit. Yes how do people manage to ground their vehicles ? ! X
Yes, but SIDEWAYS??????
Great Read as Always. I Walked From St Michaels Church to Pandy and back last Summer. Cant say that much has changed but there is a Tea Room In a Farm just at the Bottom of the Track leading up to the Junction for The White Castle. It was open when I passed but closed on the way back late afternoon but luckily i had stopped at the Hunters Moon for a Pint of Cider on the way back as it seemed rude not to. Looking forward to the next posting.
Thanks very much for the update. That was a strenuous walk you did!
Thanks a lot Simon. Especially for the updates. My next two posts are going to be reviews of “Where my Feet Fall” – an anthology of essays about walking that’s about to be published but will be back on The Way after that.
I was half an hour early for my rendezvous with Anne and I had said to meet at Pandy. Pandy seems to be one of those places that is spread over about a mile (the guide describes it as straggling) and might have been signposted off the road before Anne would get here, so although I was pretty tired by now I decided to walk in the direction she would come from and hope to wave her down if she was about to whizz past me.