The Honington and Sapiston Heritage trail is a rural walk in the suffolk countryside. A picturesque, gentle stroll around the areas of Honington, Sapiston, Fakenham Magna and The Black Bourn.
Honestly, a place we never would have thought to venture to, but with a handily placed trail of caches we were enticed over.
A damp and drizzly afternoon but after having had a very quiet week recovering from my Peddars Way efforts I was itching to get back outside for a few gentle miles.
Parking at the local Village hall the trail was quickly off to a promising start as we made our way down a lovely riverside walk.
Our first find of the day just a regular bison in a tree. For those of you unfamiliar with geocaching terms, wipe that image of a buffalo in a tree from your mind immediately., not that kind of bison.
Not the most inspiring hide but a lovely location which we all appreciated.
The trail itself moves on somewhat illogically, overall a little bit of twisting and turning and doubling back, but with clear directions on the cache pages it was never an issue.
As we retraced our steps away from the river the caches themselves becoming much more inventive.
It soon becomes apparent I’m
blind a little out of practice, but luckily Mr ‘I hate caching.’ Muddy was more on the ball and some nicely hand crafted caches were soon found.
The path at times taking us through private property but it was never really an issue as very clearly waymarked. More an added bonus that I got to
snoop at admire some wonderful abodes, much like the one I will have when I’m a real grown up and married to Hugh Jackman…😉
Back out in the depths of the countryside and the caches were soon forgotten in favour of a wonderful tree, just begging to be climbed. Even better it was large enough for all three of them to go up at once without argument.
Returning to the caches we were next to encounter my favourite of the day. A field puzzle which required us to figure out the code in order to open it. Our prevoius sibling harmony but a distant memory as huge arguments erupted. *Sigh*
A brief attempt at reasoning was falling on deaf ears, so too bad kiddos, mum gets to have all the fun for a change.
The route now winding its way towards the village of Honington, more house envy and lots to look at along the way…
With the mini people starting to flag and rain beginning to fall it was the perfect opportunity to dive into the bushes for a brew. I’m not gonna lie, I’d much rather be sat in a warm coffee shop. (Tall, skinny white mocha if you’re asking…) These guys however love it.
Hot chocolate and biscuits demolished they were ready to finish the trail.
Our final section of the trail and the discovery of Burnthall plantation. A circular earthwork thought to be a medieval monument. Looked worthy of an explore but alas with an abundance of spring lambs and a hungry hound who was a bit miffed at not being allowed a biscuit, we had to leave it for another time.
Our path twisting around leading us once again to the river, the final caches continuing with enough variety to keep us all interested. In fact everyone remarked how enjoyable they found the walk.
*Falls over in disbelief.*
More details on this great geocaching trail can be found here.