The Ridgeway

The Ancient Track strides out across the plain, A trading route five thousand years ago, A constant presence – sunshine, wind and rain, Forever onward winds the ancient road. The Ancient Track strides out across the plain; Explore with me and tread the track again. From distant Ivinghoe the drovers came, Then Roman legions followed in their wake And Vikings too, the British folk to tame And pillage, many Saxon towns to take. The Ancient Track strides out across the plain; Explore with me and tread the track again. The Ridgeway path is long and steeped in history, A legendary corridor through time, Connecting many sites of myth and mystery Through varied English pastoral scenes sublime. The Ancient Track strides out across the plain; Explore with me and tread the track again. Observe the new-born lambs on white Horse Hill As rising skylarks soar and sweetly sing. The air is fresh, our senses take their fill – New sights and sounds, a sumptuous taste of Spring. The Ancient Track strides out across the plain; Explore with me and tread the track again. Progressing through five counties on its route, To ride or jog or walk, all at your leisure. Free access guarantees each one’s pursuit, With loyal Friends to care – a lasting treasure. The Ancient Track strides out across the plain; Explore with me and tread the track again.