A family Walk

The weather on Saturday was quite something.  cycling though Leicestershire has given me ideas of places to explore.  Croft Quarry has created an enormous hole in Leicestershire, with the pink granite being taken south to pave London streets many years ago.  The top of the hill is preserved.

Croft Hill- not much of a hill...

Croff Quarry -  a tremendous hole!

Granite breaks out at the top.

The walk starts from Croft, a small quarrying village.  The church is built from enormous pink granite blocks.  The route skirts the quarry.  Blue bells were just beginning to flower.  The path heads steeply to the top.  We passed though a mass of burrowing bees, which did not bother us.  

From the top there is a great panorama of urban Leicester, and the out-lying towns, Blaby, Narborough and Earl Shilton.  We headed down towards the M69 towards the farmstead of Potters Marston, which until the black death, was a village.  The chapel dates back to the 15th century.

I think I saw Swallows or Mouse Martins swooning over one field, but we didn't get close enough.  I enjoyed seeing a flock of ducks cycle high above us, rising to clear high trees before coming down like an aircraft at Heathrow to land perfectly on the short runway of the farm pond..  

Potters Marston church (no bells at all)

The interior- looks almost Baptist?

The Hall- now the farm house.