A perfect winter’s day in the Cotswolds

One of the privileges of researching and creating new walks is that it gets me (David) out and about in all seasons and weathers. Today was the perfect winter morning as I stood in The Cotswolds at daybreak.

View of the sun rising over a frosty field in the Cotswolds.
View of the sun rising over a village pond, with a barn and leafless trees silhouetted by the sun.

A golden glow on the horizon, the ground frozen, whited by frost. As I crunched along the gravel path towards the church, delicate snowdrops bravely stood amongst the frost. I adjusted my pack and readied myself, setting off briskly to build up some body warmth.

As I passed the village pond a great egret took off, circling, waiting for me to pass so it could wait again on its fishing perch. The sun crept higher and golden shafts of light illuminated the Cotswolds stone. The frost glistened and ancient trees stood like sculptures silhouetted by the sun.

A Cotswolds village on a frosty morning, A village pond surrounded by reeds in the foreground with traditional Cotswolds stone buildings in the background.

I followed the line of an old Roman Road, a chance to get into a rhythm with my stride, a wide vista of frosty fields around. I imagined what the trail would be like on a summer’s day, the trees in leaf, the fields verdant, the warmth of the sun.

A river meanders through green countryside. The green grass has a covering of white frost.

Descending into the valley I could see the watery meander of the river ahead. At its winter depth, icy clear water flowed below as I crossed via the stone clapper bridge, and picked a stepping stone route across the water meadow.

An old stone clapper bridge crossing a river in a wintery landscape. The golden sun is low in the sky, casting long shadows,
A view of stepping stones over a river with a green field stretching off into the distance.

Leaving the village I wove by trackways across the open fields, a startled group of deer cantered away, two hares faced off at each other, and a red kite glided off into the distance. It wouldn’t be long until I reached the end of my trail.

From the ridge, the first glimpse of the village, nearly 1,000 years of history in this little tucked away place. I discover ancient mills, an exquisite Norman doorway at the church, and charming cottages.

View over rolling Cotswolds landscape with a village in the distance.

As I left the village the winter rains had left the fields a little flooded. I picked a careful route and was thankful for my trusty waterproof boots. I circled the river to reach my journey’s end.

The sun was already on its descent on this short winter’s day, but what a day: 11 miles of Cotswolds & winter beauty. Now to decide on a name for this new walk over a local brew.

Photo of a gate and gravel path leading to an old church.
A small clump of snowdrops surrounded by grass and dried brown fallen tree leaves.

This NEW self-guided hike will feature as part of our Cotswolds trips from April 2026. To find out more, visit our trip page and request a brochure. Or simply send us an email, we’d love to chat through your plans.

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