Hailing from rural Oxfordshire, Freddie Fennessy is a mechanical engineer and has spent the past 5 years preparing for an 870 mile trek, from the coast of Antarctica to the South Pole.
In November 2024 Freddie set out on an unsupported ski expedition from Berkner Island to the South Pole, achieving the successful mission to become the first solo Briton to start from this point and the world’s second youngest, just 55 days later in January this year.
Now safety returned to base camp, Freddie shares his insights into the tranquil corner of the Cotswolds he calls home.
The Cotswolds has been home for the past five years. After living in the States I moved to Germany and the Middle East for work, and rural Oxfordshire has been the perfect decompression chamber between expeditions ever since.
Relaxing in the garden with a French press and a book overlooking the Great Tew valley.
The undulating drive between Charlbury and Burford. Despite the bone-shaking drive in a 40 year old beat up Defender, it’s hard to find a better vantage point to watch the seasons change.
The ancient woodlands near Woodchester Park. The beech tree canopy creates an almost cathedral-like atmosphere and you can often walk for hours seeing more wildlife than people.
The banks of the River Windrush with a thermos of coffee. There is something ethereal about the morning mist hanging over the water. Right before the dogs jump in and spoil the serenity.
Which pubs will let you spread out maps across tables without complaint. I’ve developed friendships with landlords who don’t mind me pouring over Edwardian-era maps while nursing a pint.
Quince & Clover. A superb eatery with an idyllic backdrop, their French toast is only one of the reasons why this an unmissable spot for locals and anyone visiting.
The annual Great Tew wassail. An evening not for the faint-hearted, the cacophony of drunken toasts around the village’s apple trees is enough to ward off any evil spirits and ensure a good harvest for the following year.
Stargazing from the Rollright Stones. The light pollution is minimal, and there’s something profoundly connecting about viewing the stars from a spot where people have been doing the same for thousands of years.
That it’s all quaint cottages and cream teas. If you’re looking for an adventure you’ll find it on the next bridal way quagmire of mud.
Timeless, undulating, authentic.