I visited this structure today.
It is a sturdy and strong packhorse bridge which dates from the 14th Century. Last year I posted about it here.
It didn't look quite so beautiful and tranquil today because we have endured lots of rain in recent weeks. Someone had cleared a lot of debris to keep the stream flowing. Unfortunately they had left it stacked to one side so it was difficult to get any decent photographs.
It looked as though it was straddling a stream of weak tea, thanks to all the mud.
|The pile of debris is to the left of this photograph.|
This photo gives you some idea of just how small the bridge is. Just wide enough for a packhorse to be led across. Amazing to think of how many hooves and feet have walked across over the centuries.
Weak tea, debris, rain - none of that matters. It is a delightful and very beautiful bit of history and I thoroughly enjoyed my stroll across it.
This church is just to the right - everywhere was muddy and dank but nevertheless, it was nice to visit the village again.