The fine weather of the past week continued on Thursday, as we set out in the evening sunshine to find the forgotten church at Berners Roding. We parked the car by the road and headed along the footpath and across the fields heading towards Berners Roding. As with our walk earlier in the week we took this opportunity to strip off, as we crossed the fields. Although not blessed with too many trees or hedges, the view dips slightly allowing good views in both directions.
Once nearing the church we dressed, crossed the bridge over the moat, then took a look at the church. Berners Roding is a very isolated part of the Roding Valley and most of it is only reached by a single road. Historically the area has been predominantly agricultural, however more recently many residents commute to various towns to work, including London, very few now work on the surrounding land. Berners Roding is a small parish of mainly farms and farm houses on the east side of the Vale of the Roding, 6 miles North, North East of Ongar.
All Saints Church is a 700 year old church, almost in the middle of nowhere. It lies back from the road, which we drove along a few months ago, as the rain teemed down. It’s situated on a long no through road which is not signposted but which starts by a big barn on the Ongar Road. The church was deconsecrated in March 1985, but dates though from the fourteenth century. It was first mentioned in registers in 1538 and it still has two windows of that age.
The church is owned by a local famer and is in a state of disrepair, it once had a bell tower and a bell which dated from 1594, but this is long gone. Having my camera to hand I took some photos of the church and the churchyard, unfortunately the door is now locked, so the only view of the inside of the church was through the church window. Once I’d taken shots of the church I kept my camera out so I could take some further shots of us, as we walk back across the fields to the car.
It was very pleasant walking naked across the fields in the evening sunshine with only the birds and the bees to keep us company.It was just a shame when we reached the car. On our way back we stopped and looked at other churches in High Easter and Mashbury too. We again stopped for a meal as it got dark,this time at the Running Mare in Gallywood, where soon after I managed to get some good shots of very big low moon.