FROM RING TO RING — AND BACK AGAIN
Copyright Valerie Martin 2003
The description of this walk joins two Rings
visible from Findon — West Sussex landmarks ... Cissbury Ring
It is a walk across open downland where you, the walker, can see your destination all of the time. The paths are all good and so obvious there is hardly any need for my directions. I have even been told that the Iron Age Fort of Cissbury Ring is supposed to be the site of a fairy dance floor at midnight every Midsummer's Eve —so watch out.
Katie
![]() The sea from Cissbury Ring, 2001 |
It is an exhilarating trek with magnificent views for many miles around. The paths appear mostly flat but there is a height difference of some 50 metres between the two Rings. However, you will descend 100 metres and this means there is a climb up to Chanctonbury. But because it is gradual it is never very steep and even I can manage it.
Commence the walk (armed with your binoculars) at the car park on the north side of Cissbury Ring — approached through Findon village and passing Nepcote Green where the Findon Sheep Fair is held annually.
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Ignore the gated footpath on your left leading down to the hurdles and over the Gallops. Ignore also the later turning to the left that leads down to Nepcote Green.
You are now approaching


Early in the 20th century the ancient Findon Pest House that had perhaps started life on the site in Saxon times, was divided into two semi-detached cottages. In one side lived a formidable old lady named Mrs Hockham. She was celebrated in Findon and all around for her delicious honey.
The entrance to her property had a little wicket gate and a path laid with red bricks between flowers that led to the house. It was here that one was likely encounter fluttering butterflies and — also be buzzed by bees because the occupant of the Pest House was a beekeeper. In spring on either side she planted colourful polyanthus and wallflowers that bobbed in the downland breeze. Bright blue forget-me-nots were scattered in a carpet along the side of the narrow path.
It was behind this abundance of flowers that the hives for the bees were kept with the now old fashioned type of straw skep. (Cottages provided their hives with an outer thatch of straw or wicker in those days to keep their bees from the cold and wet).
Mrs. Hockham was an imposing figure of a woman. She usually sat in an large old-fashioned beside her fireplace. The black grate was polished to perfection and there was always a welcoming singing kettle on the hob in readiness for a cuppa tea. On the red brick floor of the cottage were scattered several bright highly coloured rugs weaved from rags by Mrs Hockham. They were in contrast to their maker who inevitably wore a drab black dress under her apron.
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Rainbow from Cissbury Ring (looking north) towards Chanctonbury, October 2003. |
![]() Cissbury Ring from Chanctonbury Ring with the sea in the background. |
![]() Canada Barn at the base of Cissbury Ring with the sea beyond in April 2004. |
![]() Suzie and Katie returning from the Chanctonbury Ring direction and heading to Cissbury Ring in April 2004. |
Continue if you would like to see the Chanctonbury Ring Portfolio — From the East.







