OK, just a few more pictures of this view and then that’s it, I promise…
With the sun still lighting up my every step, I started down the other side of Stinchcombe hill toward North Nibley which was only a few fields away. Despite leaving altitude, the route continued to be incredibly pleasing on the eyes.
After another 2 miles or so I arrived in the quaint Cotswold village of North Nimbley where I was delighted to enjoy a drink at the Black Horse. My next stop was Tyndale Monument which stood imposingly at the top of the hill above the village.
The temperature had continued to rise all day without a cloud in the sky to obstruct the sun. Once I had finished my drink, I began a tiring and very humid climb up the woody path to the monument. Although the foliage was dense, it offered little shelter from the sun.
After some perseverance and a stop to catch my breath, the monument came into view through the trees. The structure itself was very striking and can be seen from miles around. I had seen it from the car quite a few times and never really stopped to think about what it was.
The tower is approximately 34 metres tall and was built to commemorate famous scholar, translator and Protestant Reformation figure William Tyndale. He was most famous for his translation of the New Testament into English from mainly Hebrew and Greek scriptures. ‘Tyndale’s Bible’, as it became known, was the first English Translation to benefit from the printing press when that technology became prevalent in the 16th century.
Tyndale’s translation of the Bible into English made him very unpopular with the Roman Catholic church who considered it an act of heresy. He was executed in 1536 and his remains were burned afterward. His translation arguably inspired every subsequent translation of the Bible and therefore Tyndale’s impact on the English-speaking world is practically incalculable.
“[Tyndale] is the mainly unrecognised translator of the most influential book in the world.”
Bridgman, Joan (2000), “Tyndale’s New Testament”, Contemporary Review, 277 (1619): 342–46.
The monument was erected here as Tyndale was born nearby.
Visitors to the monument are free to navigate the 121 steps to the top in order to take in the unparalleled views. Still tired from my walk up the hill, I began climbing the long spiral of stairs. Anyone who visits the monument on a clear day should make sure they make it to the top to have a look. Here are some shots from the top and bottom of the tower.
There was a topograph nearby showing distances to other local landmarks.
I was seventeen miles from the Severn Bridge which I could see in the distance. Because of how tiny it looked from where I was, I couldn’t get any decent pictures of it. I was able to get right up close to it on a previous walk from Severn Beach to Bristol. I was also only 6 miles from Sharpness docks where I started my first ever two-day walk which was along the Gloucester & Sharpness Canal.
Accepting the fact that I had a bus to catch later and also that I couldn’t stay at the top of this hill forever, I started to walk on and leave the monument behind me. The trail took me through a wood area before leading me out onto another wonderful view on the hill looking down on the town of Wotton-under-Edge.
The evening was drawing in and the time I needed to get my bus was getting closer. With only about thirty minutes to get to the square in the centre of town, I trudged briskly down the hill into Wotton-under-Edge to conclude the walk and start my journey back home to Chipping Sodbury.
I know I will always remember this walk. I could never decide on a favourite of all time but this one ranked among the best I have ever done anywhere in the country. This could also have been my favourite section of the entire trail by the end, although I will probably change my mind about that numerous times before I stop writing about it. I could do his walk again and again and never grow tired of it. I felt so peaceful on the way back home. On this day everything was just right.
I’ve shown you 22 miles of the Cotswold Way now leave about another 80 to go. We’ve still got a lot of ground to cover so I should probably do another one of these soon. Make sure you go back and read about my first day on this amazing trail from Wotton-under-Edge to Old Sodbury.
As always, thanks for taking the time to read if your still with me at this point. I might break things up with more sunset snaps or some more canal walking before I show you more of this but I haven’t decided yet. In any case It feels good to have a walk to you show you for the first time in months; the first of many more to come I hope.