
In the spring of 2004, my husband and I flew to London, took a bus to Bath, and there rented a car. I know that this next sentence will seem like it has nothing to do with anything, but I had loved the movie Shadowlands, with Anthony Hopkins and Debra Winger, about C.S. Lewis and his wife Joy Gresham. Ever since I first saw that movie, I had hoped to someday visit the Golden Valley that was depicted in a painting that had been hanging on C.S. Lewis' bedroom wall since his childhood, according to the movie storyline.
I was thrilled to find out that such a place as the Golden Valley actually existed, and pursued my quest further by writing to a Tourist Information Center in the historic market town of Ross-on-Wye in Herefordshire.
Subsequently, I received an email from a woman who was volunteering to show us around the Golden Valley. After a little research that proved she was not a Nigerian bank account holder or a white slave trader, I discovered that indeed, she was a gracious and extremely generous tour guide from Marches Tours and Talks who loved her native Herefordshire and was eager to share its beauty and history with foreigners - namely, my husband and me.
We were so grateful to this kind woman who took complete strangers under her wing, even getting into our rental car with us! (We could have been kidnappers for all she knew! - yeah, I know, I've watched too many mysteries.) She courageously showed us a part of Herefordshire that we never would have seen on our own. For one thing, I would have been too scared to travel down some of the very narrow, steep, and winding roads she led us onto!
Here are some of the photos I took that March of 2004. In 2007 we returned to the Golden Valley and met up with our friends again, but that's for another post.











We had an amazing time in the Golden Valley and hope to return someday - if airline tickets ever become reasonably priced again and the US dollar doesn't plummet in value... I'm not holding my breath.
But I have lots of photos and wonderful memories.
4 comments:
Beautiful photos as always. It sounds like a lovely trip. I liked reading the story of the Royal Order of the Garter. (interesting.)
Thanks for sharing and I wonder too how anyone could eat their sheep as I consider them pets. :)
Yes, I think the story of the Royal Order of the Garter is fascinating, as is the fact that people (like Sir Richard Pembridge)lie entombed in the cathedrals. I found this on the herefordshire.gov.uk site tonight:
'...the nickname of the effigy of Sir Richard is "the man with four legs". This came about because one of his legs was damaged during the Civil War. The damaged leg was replaced by a wooden one, which in turn was replaced by a marble one in the 19th century, hence four legs! I am told the wooden one still exists.
I love the Shadowlands, one of the few movies that makes me cry!! We really need to travel to England with you.
If you get away from the pet thing, sheep are SO tasty, really.
Oh Becky, how could you! ;-) I guess maybe I could eat an old ewe or ram, but those cute, cuddly-looking lambs??
'Shadowlands' is one of the few movies that makes me cry too! Another is 'Rose White.' I think there's one more too... Oh yeah. I cry at the group hug at the end of 'You've Got Mail' but I think it's because of the dog. :-)
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