Millennium Walk at Great Wood

Two friends each sent me a text today asking if I wanted to walk. It was a truly lovely day, bright and sunny with little wind. How lucky I am to have friends that share my love of the open spaces and are prepared to reach out like this. We all three walked together 🙂.

One of our favourite places to visit locally is the Millennium Walk at Great Wood, Selworthy.

The Millennium Walk is one of many sites in Somerset where you can view our beautiful bluebells. They are protected in the UK, it’s illegal to pick, uproot or destroy them. Quite right too, they are endangered and a part of our heritage.

We have become members of the National Trust, not necessarily to visit grand houses, but to help protect the land which they own. And quite a bit of land is owned by the Trust around here.

The Walk is relatively easy to access, although there are gates and muddy paths to tackle. If you are reasonably mobile, like me, it’s fine.

Thanks to On The Go Maps for this info.

I hope this beautiful old smithy is restored one day. I can imagine the smithy working away here with the sound of his hammering echoing around the valley.

An iconic view for Somerset.

After a short walk, the bluebells surround you.

Beautiful native Bluebells

A cloud of soft bluebell hues.

It’s only once a year but well worth the visit. And after the walk, you can stroll back up the lane to the Periwinkle Tea Room in Selworthy Village. We had lunch, sitting outside in the garden, with a view towards Dunkery Beacon. It's hard to beat 😊

National Trust, how we care for bluebells

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