🚶‍♂️ A Ramble Round Tugby (with Bonus Bumps and Buns)

For this walk, we headed to Tugby, about 11 miles (or £2.20 in petrol-powered friendship) from Fleckney. We parked up in Main Street (///gasping.political.mice), where space was plentiful and the mice, thankfully, metaphorical.

From Tugby, we initially headed southwest along Main Street until Main Street gave up and vanished. A wooden gate appeared, which—when opened—led us onto a bridleway. Here, we met up with another friendly bunch of walkers from the Langtons and we exchanged news about various hostelries.

After a tenth of a mile, we reached a fork in the path—not one to eat with or dig with, though someone did briefly consider both. We took the left fork and headed due south past Lake Home Farm, where the lake was modest and the homes were definitely not amphibious.

Then came an “igam ogam,” as they say in Wales—but as we weren’t in Wales, it was a zig-zag: a left onto Palmer’s Lane, followed by a right through a metal gate just before the road bent like a confused elbow.

The bridleway continued due south until it exited onto Horse Hill. We made a slight error here and picked up the pathway to Pine Tree Stud by mistake. After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing, we ambled our way down Horse Hill and onto the road via a couple of stiles. We turned left onto this narrow country lane and followed it back up Horse Hill and wandered along until we met a cattle grid—it wasn’t there! With luck and a bit of gate-spotting, we found a footpath on the right that carried us further south to Glooston Lodge, which sounded grand but didn’t offer tea.

We crossed the road and picked up another bridleway heading northwest all the way to Nosely Hall. The plan was to turn right before the Hall. However, this proved to be a private road, so we continued pathwards until we reached The Avenue—a name that promised grandeur and delivered a decent downhill stretch. We passed Nether Cottages, which were neither spooky nor subterranean, and at the bottom of the hill, turned left onto another bridleway leading northwest toward Rolleston Hall. Here we met up with the Langton Landlopers once again, who were off to the Fox and Hounds for lunch. We decided to park here and have our lunch!

After sustenance, we headed along the bridleway all the way up to Crow Wood. Here, there was a lovely lake occupied by swans and ducks. We decided against a short detour into Rolleston and turned sharply right to continue along the horse track and down to a ford. Luckily, there was also a footbridge for when the tide is in!

We eventually headed slightly north of east along this bridleway to return to Tugby—and, of course, the Fox and Hounds. There, we had a good natter about the walk, put the world to rights, and indulged in a beverage or two. Or three. No judgement.

📏 Distance
This walk came in just shy of 10 miles, with a bit of undulation to keep things interesting. And if you’d been paying attention, it was mostly on bridleways and roads—so no stiles. Apart from the unplanned detour, that is!

P.S. The map shows a six-mile option for those who fancy a shorter jaunt or have lunch on the brain from the start.