As the sun leaves a dreamy haze over the fields, we hear the pheasants call. The larch is cheering loudly in the sky, and a bunny is hopping along the trail. A new National Park welcomes us.
We only get a small taste of this part of England. After a long drive from the northwest we enter the park in the afternoon. Find a nice parking spot for the night and decide instantly to stay there for two nights. We spend most of the day here and try the different walks. The Southern Walk passes through the national park, from Winchester in the west to Eastbourne in the east. Somewhere in between, on lovely Beacon Hill, we have parked up. The trails take us through the woods, over fields and green hills, which are so typical of England.
When we finally leave here we travel a little further north to Frensham Great Pond. We park at the main parking lot, take the walk around the pond and marvel at the sandy beach they have created here. It feels a little strange to be away from the sea and yet walk on the sand as if we were on a huge sandy beach. There is a great deal of bird life here. Serious, well equipped fishermen everywhere. As the sun starts to go down, we just want to stay here.
The main gate closes at nine, and when a night watchman comes to remind us of it, we reply – But what if we don’t … want to leave? No problem, the door opens again somewhere between four and six the next morning. So we roll out our sleeping bags, looking over the lake, which is now smooth as a mirror and get a peaceful night’s sleep.