In common with others during Covid 'lockdown' I was mostly
working from home in front of a computer screen for five days a
week. Two, or even three, times an hour, my 'mouse' finger made
a detectable movement. Exhausted through such intense effort, I
resorted to the couch for recuperation.
How great was my surprise to hear the word 'obese' at my GP's?
Rarely can a patient have received so complete a misdiagnosis.
Not for an instant need I have taken seriously their
admonishment to get 'some exercise'. You may as well demand
that
Hercules
should peel his own grapes.
So, only to appease these medico-tyrants do I now endure the
punishment called walking. Had he survived all
his walks then
great grandfather
would surely have comprehended my maltreatment. Read here,
then, the lengths gone to by the NHS to have me flattened by
every passing
Lanchester
.
Suggestions that I use the routes here documented with my 'phone
merely to navigate unfamiliar Surrey are baseless and
derogatory. I caution any skeptic (who notes that several routes
closely pass houses open to the public) against slanderous
remark.
If, despite my advice, you are still tempted to follow in my
footsteps then the following general notes/disclaimer might be a
good starting point.
Route plans.
There seems to be little that Old Media likes better than to take
pot shots at the web whenever a site dishes out questionable advice.
The former knows better, you see. It won't be long before its
righteous indignation is trained on the many sources of information
now available to the countryside user. Well, most of the walks
listed here are inspired by such sources.
What is the main caveat that we need to bear in mind when using
route planning webware? An old, and oft quoted, adage states
that whenever the map and the terrain disagree then you should
trust the terrain. This applies even if your map is obtained
from the Ordnance Survey or other 'gold standard' source.
I encountered one example of such an issue during 2025 in
Horsted Green Park, East Sussex. If you take your legal
entitlement to walk the Public Right of Way there too literally,
then scuba diving gear is required - a pond has been dug right
over the route. There is a reasonable alternative route, but it
took ten minutes and half my mobile data allowance to research.
At some point, perhaps in the far future, officialdom may sort
out the changes and the OS map will change to reflect reality.
Best not to hold your breath, though. For all sorts of reasons,
good and bad, corrections are slow to arrive. Meanwhile, walkers
are left facing a Derelict Right of Way
(see below). Route planning software appears to acknowledge these
issues. It relies, in part, on what bureaucracy feeds it, yes,
but also on (possibly) newer data derived from
OpenStreetMap, for example. Good though this flexibilty may be, there
is a downside. On an OS paper map, you won't see routes drawn as
PRoWs based solely on open source data. By its nature, open
source isn't definitive and authoritative (which is what the OS
must show).
Following his dismissal of a challenge to the legal status quo,
Justice Cocklecarrot
makes clear in his summary of the case that scuba gear is
an appurtenance necessary for use of OS maps. Route planning
webware is under less tight legal constraint. If there are
deficiencies in it, well then, caveat emptor: a message I
convey here.
Contributors to the common good will visit the web site of the
relevant County Council to find the Countryside Access pages.
Provision is normally found there for reporting problems on the
PRoW. Also listed are the council's charges for the hire of
snorkels. Directly editing OpenStreetMap is more beneficial
still. Add the tag 'scuba_required=yes'.
Route award points categories.
Please note that my opinion of a route cannot serve as a Risk
Assessment. Please do your own research when necessary. Also, the
assessment is of the route's viability with respect to a human
walker and not a hound or a bicycle (or a horse, come to that). You
may think that nothing bad can happen to you while out for a stroll
in the countryside. I, too, use
Shank's Pony, in part, because calamity seems less likely than it does
behind the wheel. Wearing my genealogist's hat, I know this point to
be somewhat moot, as both
great grandfather
and 4th cousin
Alfred
might both have confirmed.
🚧 Path construction.
In ascending order of quality, paths are -
Dirt path.
A dirt path (in official parlance, an unmade
path) is one whose surface is nothing more than the
natural geology. These comprise at least half the routes in
Surrey shown on the OS as a public footpath, bridleway or
byway. I include here paths traversing cultivated land
where, for example, grass or corn stubble may be
present.
Dirt is not necessarily a problem for walking in dry
weather. Even in the rainy season it may be useable if the
vicinity has adequate drainage (e.g. sandy soil), the route
is on the flat and carries little traffic.
Surrey has a wide variety of soil types but, as often as
not, clay is your enemy. Near streams or ponds, dirt can
turn to mud at any time. The path along the southern edge of
The Moors
in Merstham is a prime example. For the dog walker,
wellingtons are an option that I don't have on my
ten-milers.
The
North Downs, little of which is on the flat, can be a menace in
the wet when bare chalk becomes slippery. Ditto icy in
winter. A kindly council, or The Ramblers, install steps
sometimes.
The points I award to dirt-free routes are perhaps less
significant than those I give for path condition. The
latter attempts to take the effects of waterlogging into
account. The former does not.
Base layer aggregate (BLA).
A new stretch of BLA footpath through Capel.
A step up (ha!) from the dirt path surface is a base
layer aggregate. This is fairly common because it is the
cheapest means of improvement, being commonly used as an
underlayer for road construction. It consists of a mix of
crushed rock (usually limestone, though slate waste may be
used) in assorted sizes, together with gravel or sand. It
has to be levelled with a roller.
It sometimes helps when token amounts of cement or bitumen
are added. As BLA is worn away, it may reach a point where I
reclassify it as dirt.
Chippings.
Small, regularly sized stone chippings are sometimes seen
across parks or short stretches of private land where its
aesthetic properties justify the cost.
Tarmac.
At the top end is asphalt or concrete. Very rare in country
locations where its benefits last only until the base layer
is washed away or tree roots or ice break up the surface.
Farm tracks such as the stretch south of Dean Farm in
Salfords come to mind. Luxury, indeed.
Where a walk uses a hard public road, I class it as tarmac
even if both verges are dirt.
Paths are stuck between a rock and a hard place. On the one
hand, any path can become unusable if left to deteriorate over
time. One October day, a fallen tree will block the M1. In
practice, it is dirt paths that succumb most rapidly. Steep
gradients across chalk on the
North Downs
are vulnerable to heavy rain turning paths into streams.
The topsoil gets washed down the hill and the water cuts a
channel along the middle of the path which becomes obstructed by
a mixture of the larger flints uncovered by the process, and
finer (but more slippery) chalk 'porridge'. The route into
Godstone from the north-west is representative of the issue.
Heavy usage (especially vehicular use) in winter will also churn
up a route, transforming it into the dreaded
Downlands Ankle Breaker (DAB).
OTOH, paths walked once in a blue moon tend to become choked
with nettles, brambles and (eventually) growing trees. Grazing
cattle with calves, locked gates, broken stiles, SPs or bridges
will feature occasionally. I will usually say which problem
applies, and whether it is seasonal. I deduct points even for
short stretches that are really impassible. Likewise, longer
but less difficult stretches get a thumbs down.
Assessment is on a 'worst case' basis. A route passable in the
spring can become a jungle by autumn. Although dry in summer,
you may face a quagmire in spring. Does the next sinkhole in
Redhill have your name written in it?
Another maintenance issue is that of the Derelict Right of
Way (DRW). It's one that crops up in several of the walks
listed here and, indeed, wherever you have paths under the care
of those owning the most extensive stretches of countryside:
the NT, the Forestry Commission, Councils, the Woodland Trust,
golf courses et cetera. OS maps may say that a historic or
'definitive' right of way exists in the vicinity, but such
routes are not always best suited to modern needs. Land owners
are perfectly entitled to improve on, supplement, or upgrade
them as they wish. This would be fine and dandy if the old route
were deleted from the map and the new route substituted. Well,
that tends not to happen because officially sanctioned
alterations to a public right of way involve more red tape than
depicted in any story by Franz Kafka.
While the OS cannot delete the old route (because no instruction
to do so comes from above) no one cares any longer about it.
Maintenance dwindles or stops altogether. After a few decades,
all traces of it can disappear. The poor, ignorant rambler
however, is left staring at his GPS, wondering why the path it
shows has vanished like the dew in the morning. How is he to
know that the perfectly useable path two hundred yards away is
what everyone now uses? The insidious aspect to this is that,
although Rambling Richard remains legally entitled to use the
definitive route, in practice he cannot do so because of its
condition. To top it all, the landowner can, at any point,
restrict access to the new route because it has never been
declared a right of way - gotcha!
Councils can, in theory, order remedial measures to be taken. In
practice, tightened budgets make such work less frequent than
might otherwise be the case. SCC has a
page
via which you can report faults. NB The lack of a pub en
route does not appear to qualify as a fault 🤨
None of the route is of any concern.
A short section is a little difficult but can be
bypassed with ease.
Some of the route is a little difficult but can be
bypassed with effort.
A section gives significant difficulty and cannot
be bypassed easily.
A section is passable only with great difficulty.
The route may be completely impassable at some point.
Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode,
The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road.
A reeling road, a rolling road, that rambles round the shire,
And after him the parson ran, the sexton and the squire;
A merry road, a mazy road, and such as we did tread
The night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head.
Being squished by a forty-ton HGV can significantly impair the
enjoyment of one's ramble. As we say in Reigate "Babylon Lane:
Complete Pain." A good deal depends on the level of traffic, how
fast it is moving, and the extent to which it is obscured by
bends or hedges. Where a route is matters, too. Lanes in Norfolk
may be safe enough 🚜 Their counterparts in Surrey tend
not to be 🏎️
On taking up walking, you notice that, along winding country
lanes, although there is frequently a verge along the outside of
a bend, more rarely is there one on the inside. Approaching a
right-hand bend I must often switch over to the 'wrong' side of
the road until I'm back on the straight. So it goes.
No walking along any public or private road (including
driveways) lacking a footway but carrying vehicular
traffic. No crossing of classified public roads except
at formally designated points. My routes include none
such.
No walking along any public road lacking a footway.
(Private roads, though common in Surrey, are frequently
unmade and have predominantly light, slow traffic.)
No walking along any classified road lacking a footway.
Sections up to 2 km of unclassified roads, with a
walkable verge
[1] exempted.
No walking along classified roads lacking a footway except
sections of 'B' class up to 200 metres with a walkable
verge, or longer sections of unclassified roads.
No walking along classified roads lacking a footway or
walkable verge for more than 200 metres. Longer sections of
unclassified roads without a walkable verge allowed.
Cooper's Hill Road is an example of the latter and, if used
at all, in extremis only.
Walking beyond the above limits. My routes include none such.
🔭 Vistas.
Oscar Wilde
I hate views — they are only made for bad painters.
Well, Surrey isn't the Peak District. Worse, it often has
weather like the Lake District. Tour guides make much of '
The Surrey Hills', but these are often so covered by woods, or suburbia,
that they impart little or no view. It's a lot easier to drive
up
Box Hill
than it is to leg it.
However, the view seems improved, somehow, when attained under
your own steam.
At least one hilltop marked as a viewpoint on the OS.
At least one hilltop over 150 metres without predominant
vegetative cover.
At least one hilltop up to 150 metres without
predominant vegetative cover.
Some higher ground coinciding with breaks in vegetative
cover.
Predominantly on the flat, but with breaks in vegetative
cover.
Predominantly on the flat. Predominantly view-obscuring
woodland.
Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l
Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all.
Trad.
When you need peace and quiet, it is guaranteed that the world and
his yappy dog will be on the same route as you. When you seek
company then you pass not another soul for ten miles. The points
allocated are an average of what I encounter on the day. If you go
at weekends then perhaps more will be out and about. Users of
wheeled vehicles (or grey mares) don't count.
Someone might alight from the same train as me.
Seldom used. Occasionally, a couple of dog walkers toward
an end of the route, perhaps
An expectation of dog walkers at one or both ends of a
route. Perhaps someone out for a stroll.
Par for the course, really. Dog walkers anywhere along the
way, plus a hiker, or three.
An uncommonly busy route. Several hikers or runners at a few
points in either direction, at least. Perhaps walking groups
as well.
A very busy route. A frequent need to wait for others to
pass or overtake. Difficulty taking a photo without someone
else in shot.
𝐹𝑒 Ironwork
Ferric history of The Smug.
Included in the pleasures of my country walks is discovery of
incongruous items of ironwork occasionally that I see around
property boundaries. Mostly, these are fences with sturdy iron
posts, perhaps topped by finials, joined by heavy gauge
horizontals. Sometimes it is a gate, such as that shown here.
All traces of paint have long been replaced by rust but the
structures otherwise will endure for all time, or until a tree
blows over onto them.
Vegetation seen behind these barriers may include exotic
specimens such as laurel, rhododendron[2], magnolia, bamboo, eucalyptus, juniper, cedar or
cypress. These signs tell a story of what once was within
landscape so endowed. The ¢19 saw changes in land ownership
away from the church, landed gentry or nobility and toward 'new
money'. The latter might work in the City, commuting by the new
trains, but aspire to the country estate and life style
of the former. Well, if you had cash to splash then where better
than the fence surrounding your
spread?[3]
Unlike the silver spoon on your dining table, your
property boundary is seen by all and sundry. A real win for
loadsa money! While we are about it, convert old style farmland
into a park, where she and me can stroll whilst admiring the
bank balance.
Examples of perimeter history can be seen anywhere within the
Home Counties and commuting distance from The Wen. That shown is
just east of Horsham (and its railway station).
🧹 Footpath Maintenance
Richard on a path clearance Task Day
There is one wise old saying: 'Never volunteer for anything'.
There is another that says 'If you want something done then do
it yourself'. There is much wisdom encapsulated in them both.
Since 2022 I have volunteered about one day per month as part of
a team helping to keep the footpaths and other public rights of
way around Reigate open. Usually, this means 'vegetation
clearance': chopping back encroaching scrub, weeds and branches.
Sometimes it involves repair of steps, gates, stiles, bridges,
fences or direction signs. A big thanks, here also, to the many
path users who keep me busy picking litter 👏
Three treadless tyres, a half-eaten pork pie,
some oildrums, an old felt hat,
a lorryload of tar blocks …
and a broken bedstead there.
Michael Flanders
It really makes my day when outside during winter, as here, near
Shepherd's Hill in Merstham, and the temperature drops to
-2°, so my fingers start dropping off, one by one.