After yesterday’s horrible weather and a day stuck indoors I feel the need to get some HRT- “Have a Ride Therapy” and get out on the bike .
I take it steady , as the roads are damp and there’s lots of leaves on the smaller country roads that my “curvy” route takes me down.
But the sunshine on the last of the Autumn leaves makes up for this, really showing off their glorious colour.
You may well ask what is a Knucker hole? Well so did I!
And according to the wonderful world wide web, it is a bottomless pool with magical water.
And this one once housed a dragon…but more of that later.
The Web also warned that you couldn’t get close to this particular Knucker Hole as it was fenced and wired off, but i decided to give it a go anyway.
I arrived at St Mary Magdalene Church. my research had said the Knucker Hole could be found down a footpath to the north of the church.
The only signpost is a Public Footpath one to the right of the Church, so I head down the lane.
Then through this opening. You can hear the sounds of ducks and other birds coming from behind those trees directly in front…
…but as warned there is no way to get near the Knucker Hole itself.
I like to think that perhaps this is for our own safety, and not someone selfishly keeping the magical water ( that you can just see in the photo below) to themselves!
A little disappointed I decide to visit the church and i’m really pleased I did.
A little to your left as you enter the church is a beautiful glass screen. hit the switch and it is lit up and there you have it – the Dragon of the Knucker Hole and poor old Jack ( or Jim) who slayed the dragon then died celebrating down the local pub!
And to the left of the screen is “The Slayer Slab”, which allegedly is Jack’s gravestone, brought under cover to protect it.
There are a few other memorials dotted round the church. This one in particular caught my eye.
A close up of sussex flint used to build the wall surrounding the church and graveyard.
Looking at my GPS I hadn’t realised how close to the sea I was, so couldn’t resist riding down to the beach at Littlehampton .
A funked up photo of my bike in front of the Wave stage
I do like to be beside the seaside…
Whilst walking along the beach I realised I had forgotten to include my ( still nameless) Witch in any of the photos at Lyminster- so here she is on the beach!
And here’s one of me next to the funky beach seating!
I’m also really near to Arundel, so call up my friend Gareth to go round and have a cuppa and catch up with him.
As you can see he has a good sense of humour!
Annoyingly I accidentally reset my Rever app recording and lost my curvy route down details.
But below is my route back. This included a slight detour as there had been an accident resulting in a road closure (I hope no-one was seriously hurt) and a blast up the M23, ensuring that I got home before it turned too dark.
All in all I was out for over 6 hours and had a good days riding:
- WWR count now up to 4
- Some therapeutic seaside fresh air and wave action
- Catch up and cuppa with old friend