Hidden and secret - linking villages and towns nearby are the ancient Drovers Lanes that used to be the common route centuries before. Here, the milk churns would have been picked up by horse and cart and taken into town. Now magical paths are overhung in the summer with hazel and interwoven with milky cow parsley, bluebells, anemones and later, laden with blackberries. On a hot day, they are cool with dappled sunshine and in the snows of winter, our quickest walk to Bruton through icy tunnels. Within thirty- forty minutes, without a rush, you can be sitting in the Chapel http://www.atthechapel.co.uk enjoying a Latte.
