Coriarna Morris
Summit One Blazing a Trail: Kicking Off the Staffordshire Blaze Trails Seven Summits at Camp Hill
Our very first Staffordshire Blaze Trails Seven Summits walk, was Camp Hill, the gentlest of the seven and set
the tone for an unforgettable adventure.
We kicked things off in the heart of South Staffordshire with around 20 eager walkers and a lively pack of dogs, all ready to take on the trail. The weather couldn’t have been better—warm, golden sunshine followed us all the way, an unexpected treat for the time of year.
When we later stopped at a local pub, the staff told us we were the first group to sit outside that year. It felt
like we’d officially ushered in spring.
The route began with a slightly nerve-racking stretch along a busy road. It wasn’t ideal, but thanks to careful
traffic management and a focused group effort walking in tight formation and staying alert—we got
through it safely. Soon after, we transitioned to a peaceful footpath that carried us through open fields and beautiful countryside, and the stress of that first road section quickly faded.
Having scouted the trail a few days before, I knew it would be muddy—and I wasn’t wrong. Wellies were an absolute must, and those who wore them were grateful more than once. But the mud only added to the charm, and the laughter it brought made the journey even more memorable.
This walk wasn’t just about reaching a summit. It was about connection—laughing together, cheering each other on, watching the dogs dash through the open fields, and ending with a well-earned pint in the sunshine. It felt like the start of something truly special.
The Camphill Experience
Camphill might be the smallest of the Seven Summits, but it offered the perfect starting point for the series. The trail itself was simple—easy to navigate with no steep climbs—making for a relaxed and sociable walk.
When we reached the trig point, we found it in a surprisingly modest spot, surrounded by trees and just a
stone’s throw from an electricity station. Not exactly the dramatic vista we’d imagined.
But then came the moment that made it all worthwhile. As we moved past the tree line, the view suddenly opened up. We were met with a sweeping panorama that stopped us in our tracks. We could see across the Wrekin and out towards the Shropshire Hills—an awe-inspiring sight and a powerful reminder of why we do this.
After soaking up the view and snapping our summit selfies, we headed back down the hill and gathered at the Swan with Two Necks pub. Some of us toasted the walk with a pint, others tucked into well deserved food, but all of us shared that quiet sense of accomplishment that comes from completing something meaningful—together.
Camp hill may not be the highest or toughest peak in the Seven Summits, but it was the perfect prologue to our journey: accessible, beautiful, and just challenging enough to leave us hungry for more.
One summit down. Six more adventures to go.
Fancy giving Camp Hill a go yourself, follow our route on Komoot here or join our Staffordshire group as they take on Camp Hill again!