Serpent Trail & the heaths
The other great habitat on our doorstep — heather, nightjars and sandy paths.
Read the guide →A hundred miles of chalk ridge runs from Winchester to Eastbourne — and it crosses the Midhurst road at Cocking Hill, twenty minutes from the estate.
Look south from almost anywhere around the estate and the horizon is a long green wall: the escarpment of the South Downs. Along its crest runs the South Downs Way, a 100-mile national trail from Winchester to Eastbourne, and unusually it is a bridleway for its entire length — so walkers, cyclists and horse riders all share it. The nearest place to join it is Cocking Hill, where the trail crosses the A286 about three miles south of Midhurst — twenty minutes from the estate by car, with a car park at the top of the hill. Strong cyclists can ride over from the estate, though the last pull to the summit will have you out of the saddle.
Heading west, the trail climbs over Cocking Down and runs along the ridge with the Weald spread out to the north — on a clear day you can pick out Midhurst and, we like to think, the estate's own woods. After about two and a half miles you reach the Devil's Jumps near Treyford: a line of five Bronze Age burial mounds, strung out along the ridge and aligned, it is said, on the midsummer sunset. They make a natural turning point for a five-mile out-and-back, and a fine place to sit with a flask while the Weald performs its cloud-shadow show below you. Carry on further and the ridge rolls over Beacon Hill to Harting Down, a big sweep of National Trust chalk grassland with its own car park off the B2141 — useful if you would rather start a walk there and save your legs the climb.
Eastwards the trail passes above Heyshott and Graffham, where strips of flower-rich downland turf survive along the scarp, and on through beech hangers towards Bignor Hill. Up there the South Downs Way crosses Stane Street, the Roman road that once ran arrow-straight from Chichester to London — you can still walk a stretch of its raised embankment through the woods. Strong walkers can make a full day of it and drop off the Downs at Amberley; with two cars, or a patient driver, it is one of the finest linear walks in Sussex.
The soundtrack of the ridge in spring and summer is the skylark, pouring out song from a speck high overhead, with yellowhammers wheezing their little-bit-of-bread-and-no-cheese from the scrub and meadow pipits parachuting over the grass. Buzzards are constant, and red kites — once a rarity here — now drift along the scarp most days. In July and August the old turf comes alive with chalk downland butterflies, including the powder-blue chalkhill blue. Bring binoculars; the ridge is generous.