Symonds Yat

Put husband out of his Rugby World cup misery and left the cabin before the end of the second half. Set off through the forest towards Symonds Yat. Spotted a couple of fallow deer in the woods on the way - we had a quick view before they disappeared into the trees.

As we approached Symonds Yat rock, we realised we'd been there with the boys about 11 years ago. The view from the top was spectacular - the trees were beginning to show their autumn colours and the river was looking lovely in the sunshine. There were several birders at the top with scopes ready to spot the peregrine falcons.

We crossed the river Wye via the hand-pulled ferry and then crossed back by a creaky and groaning suspension bridge. It was a perfect afternoon for walking, we ended up in short sleeves as we got too hot.

After a 13 km walk, we tried out the hot tub back on the verandah of our cabin. What a weird experience - in a very hot bubbly tub looking up into the trees in October.......