|Not Overly Helpful|
I was quite pleased to finally leave the houses behind and enter Snipe Wood. This was a very pleasant walk through coppiced woodland and some very large Scots Pines. However, any notion that I might enjoy the birdsong or scrabbling around of squirrels was soon squashed when the local farmer decided to start his machinery up. As it happens I never did see what it was, but it sounded suspiciously like an industrial sized shredder and made quite a din! Soon after this I got the sinking feeling that my careful timing for this walk was a bit out as I passed the first orchard of the day, with the dwarf trees all showing sprouts but no blossom yet!
|Looking Up At The Giants|
As I reached the road outside Rectory Park, I decided not to cheat and cut off an obvious dogleg, but go and investigate the isolated church at the apex of the dogleg. It transpired that this is actually Horsmonden Church, which took me aback since the village of the same name is approximately two miles to the north of here. Apparently, when it was built in the fourteenth century the church served scattered farms in the area, but the village which carries the name of the church wasn’t built until the iron foundry was built in the 17th Century.
A little further on I passed unnoticed the remains of the old Hawkhurst branch railway line, which served both Horsmonden and Goudhurst, my next destination. There was almost nothing remaining to suggest that a railway ever passed here, and for Goudhurst residents it couldn’t have been at all convenient since the station must have been over a mile from the village it was supposed to serve. No wonder it closed in 1961.