I had a few options for the letter U in my alphabet adventure, but I opted for the Uffington White Horse as it was something a little bit different. I’ve done castles, gardens, museums and attractions, but I had not, as yet, done a chalk drawing on the side of a hill.
Naturally, October isn’t the ideal time to get out and about in the British Countryside, and it was a breezy morning when I clambered up the hill. Located on some rolling hills in Oxfordshire, the horse is a National Trust destination. There’s a car park across a field from the hill that hosts the horse, and as you head towards the hill you get some brilliant views. Or you would, in slightly better conditions.
They say the horse looks better from an aerial point of view, but I wasn’t totally convinced it looked like a horse from above either. It definitely doesn’t from close up.
Of course, it’s just some lines on a hill, and if you stumbled across it, you’d think it was just the way nature is sometimes. A bit rocky here and there. Knowing that it’s Ye Olde Bronze-Age makes it slightly more interesting. As the National Trust so expressively put it:
The internationally-renowned Bronze-Age Uffington White Horse can be seen for miles away leaping across the head of a dramatic dry valley in the Ridgeway escarpment.
The horse is only part of the unique complex of ancient remains that are found at White Horse Hill and beyond, spreading out across the high chalk downland.
It was a bit of an odd one all in all. Tucked away down some very narrow lanes, and a close-up view that leaves a lot to be desired. It’s nice to have white horses, but I don’t think they make for great visitor destinations.