Stile to Nowhere

I was out running this morning and decided to take a footpath I hadn't used before. All was well until I crossed this stile beyond which there was no clear path to follow (the photo is taken looking back from where I'd come). I continued in what I thought was most likely the right direction for half a mile or so before the undergrowth became so wet and overgrown that I cut my losses and turned around. Once I'd retraced my soggy steps, I stuck to a familiar route for the rest of the run!