Crossing of the River Avon at Hotwells

On William Dyer:
“Leigh Woods used to be our favourite resort. In those days there was no suspension bridge. We crossed the ferry, and clambered up the sides of Nightingale Valley until we found some coign of vantage where we rested. Not a soul disturbed our solitude. The wild rabbits were not more innocent of guile than we were.¹

Bowerashton.co.uk maintains a history of the Rownham Ferry.

1. John Addington Symonds, The Memoirs of John Addington Symonds, ed. by Phyllis Groskurth (New York: Random House, 1984), p.105 [↩]