Promenade circulaire de Pluckley [Guide complet et carte]

Envie d'une visite guidée sur le thème des fantômes ? Celle-ci pourrait bien vous donner des frissons. La promenade circulaire de Pluckley vous mène à travers le village le plus hanté d'Angleterre, passe par le tristement célèbre Fright Corner et pénètre dans le sinistre Screaming Woods. Que vous soyez ici pour le frisson ou juste pour le plaisir, cette promenade promet une journée inoubliable et hantée. Oseriez-vous vous joindre à moi ?

Last updated: 1 October 2025

I had originally planned this walk for Halloween (it would have been perfect!), but ended up doing it a few weeks later. I don’t believe in ghosts myself, though I couldn’t resist reading up on Pluckley’s haunted tales before setting off. And I have to admit—it does have an eerie atmosphere that can give you the chills. If you’d like to experience it for yourself, I’ve included two options: the full circular walk, and a shorter 11 km version with a map below for those who prefer a lighter hike.

Logistique pour la promenade circulaire de Pluckley

Carte de la promenade circulaire de Pluckley

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Points forts de la promenade circulaire de Pluckley

La promenade circulaire de Pluckley

Grab your paranormal activity detector and join me on what might just be the spookiest walk of your life…

Le Dering Arms

Stepping out of Pluckley train station, the first landmark you meet is the Armes de Dering. At first glance it looks like a cosy pub—but don’t be fooled. This former hunting lodge is said to have its very own “regular” ghost. If you stop in for a drink on your way back, you might just spot her: an elderly lady who takes her place at a table by the window. At first she appears completely ordinary, until you notice her clothing—fashionable about a century ago. Lean in too close, though, and she vanishes without a trace.

De Pluckley à Bethersden

Once you’ve passed the Dering Arms, the path leads you straight into the fields. The landscape quickly opens up, and you’ll find yourself walking alongside wide stretches of farmland with big skies overhead. Before long, you’ll reach The Forest—not the most imaginative name for a wood.

As you cut across the woodland and emerge on the other side, the scenery softens again into meadows and working farms. Sheep scatter as you approach, clearly not used to hikers (or perhaps mistaking us for wandering spirits).

⚠️ Warning: farms + livestock = stiles! Yes, you read that right. This section of the walk takes you across several farms one after the other, which means a whole series of stiles to climb over. It feels like a workout routine disguised as a country stroll.

Once you’ve crossed the final stile, the path leads you back onto the road. Stick to the side until you spot the sign for “French Forest Floor” (the Frenchy in me like this name), then turn right. Following Norton Lane uphill, you’ll soon pass a beautifully renovated farm with its own pond—so picturesque it looks like it was designed for a countryside wedding brochure.

De Bethersden à Pluckley

At the end of the road you’ll reach Bethersden, a quiet village with a surprisingly rich history. In the Middle Ages, it was at the heart of Kent’s thriving wool trade, and later became well known for the local limestone—called Bethersden Marble—which was used in churches and cathedrals across the county.

As you walk through the village, the most striking landmark is St Margaret’s Church, its churchyard lined with weathered tombstones. Despite its atmosphere, Bethersden has no reported ghost sightings, making it a rare break from Pluckley’s catalogue of hauntings. Still, walking past the silent graves is more than enough to give you the chills.

This is a good place for a snack or a lunch break depending on how hungry you are. You can find a couple of benches in front of the local public house to rest time to eat your lunch. Alternatively you can go inside and enjoy a nice pub lunch at the George.

Bethersden Village

As you leave the village behind, keep an eye out for the alpacas. Unlike the shy sheep you passed earlier, these curious creatures aren’t the least bit afraid of people. In fact, they’ll trot straight over to you, hoping you’ve brought them a snack. With their big eyes and fluffy coats, they’re irresistibly photogenic, but a little word of caution—however tempting it is, avoid touching their heads. 

Continue along the path and you’ll soon find yourself crossing Lamberden Wood, followed by yet more fields and, of course, more stiles to keep you on your toes. Eventually, you’ll come to the eerie entrance of Devil’s Wood. With a name like that, it already sets the imagination racing. The woods are private property, so you can’t actually venture inside. Maybe that’s for the best—after all, who knows what lurks in a place with such a sinister name?

Darling Buds of May

Make a quick detour to Capralama Farm, where you might be surprised to spot emus strutting about, before continuing on to reach the Darling Buds Farm. Does that name sound familiar? The answer depends on when you were born and where you grew up. As a French national, I’m constantly discovering little pieces of British culture and heritage, and this was a fun addition to my list: Les bourgeons de mai.

This ITV series aired between 1991 and 1993 and followed the warm, chaotic life of the Larkin family living on this very farm. Among the cast was a young Catherine Zeta-Jones, who played Mariette, the eldest daughter—a role that helped launch her career. The title itself comes from a line in Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 (“Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May”), but for many in Britain, it’s the TV series that comes to mind first. 

Keep heading in the direction of Pluckley, and as the path winds across open farmland you may come across a friendly pony grazing alongside sheep. The landscape shifts subtly and the lush green meadows gradually give way to wide fields of golden straw, shimmering in the sunlight. It’s a beautiful change of scenery—and a welcome one too, since this stretch offers a break from the endless stiles you’ve been climbing earlier in the walk.

Cross the River Beult and continue along the path for a short while. This is the moment you’ve been waiting for—you’ve reached the infamous Screaming Woods

Bois hurlants

At last, the moment you’ve been waiting for: walking through the infamous Bois hurlants, officially known as Dering Woods. Sprawling over 125 hectares, this forest is at the heart of countless eerie tales—from ghost sightings to unexplained disappearances.

One of the most chilling stories dates back to November 1st, 1948, when the bodies of 28 people, including 11 children, were reportedly discovered here. The official explanation pointed to carbon monoxide poisoning, but whispers of cult activity—or something far stranger—still linger. The legends don’t stop there. In 1996, four students are said to have vanished without a trace, their screams supposedly echoing through the trees at night, giving the woods their sinister nickname.

Other accounts tell of a ghostly lady in white: two men once claimed to hear a piercing scream, and when they followed the sound, they saw her drifting silently away among the trees.

So what about you? As you step deeper into the woods, will you hear only the rustle of leaves and the call of birds—or will something else be waiting in the shadows?

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Le coin de l'épouvante

If you make it out of the woods in one piece, it’s only a short walk before you arrive at the notorious Le coin de l'épouvante. True to its name, this spot is steeped in unsettling tales. The most famous legend tells of a highwayman pursued by angry villagers who finally caught up with him here. Cornered, he met a violent end—pinned against a tree with a sword driven through his chest. Though the tree itself has long since disappeared, some say if you stand quietly at the corner you can still (allegedly) hear the clash of steel as swords cross.

But the highwayman isn’t the only restless spirit said to linger here. Another enduring tale is that of the Watercress Lady, an eccentric but harmless woman who once sat by the bridge selling watercress, smoking her pipe, and sipping gin. One tragic evening she nodded off, and her pipe set her clothes ablaze. She burned to death where she sat. Her ghost has reportedly been seen many times near the pond beside Fright Corner

Time to leave Fright Corner behind and head for our final destination — Pluckley, the village where the ghosts clock off for the night.

Village de Pluckley

Nous arrivons à Pluckley, a picture-perfect Kentish village that’s as charming as it is historic. Mentioned in the Domesday Book of 1086, it sits among orchards, hop fields, and rolling countryside in the Kent Downs. With its timber-framed cottages, old oast houses once used for drying hops, and the medieval church of St Nicholas at its heart, Pluckley looks every bit the idyllic English village. Of course, its reputation for hauntings is what draws most visitors.

We continue our ghost walk into Pluckley and make our way along Smarden Road, where a towering tree hides a grim secret. Legend has it that a headmaster once took his own life here, and on nights when the full moon lights the branches, his ghost reportedly appears hanging from the tree.

As you reach the heart of Pluckley, make your way to St Nicholas Church, a Grade I listed building with centuries of history—and a reputation for not one, but two resident ghosts. In the churchyard wanders the Red Lady, forever searching for the tomb of her stillborn child. Step inside, and the haunting continues: the White Lady, said to be the wife of Lord Dering and buried in one of the church vaults, is believed to drift silently through the interior, still tied to the place in death.

The Black Horse

Not far from the church stands the Cheval noir, a traditional village pub with a cosy look on the outside—but like so many places in Pluckley, it comes with a ghostly twist. The resident spirit here is an invisible prankster who enjoys moving objects or making them vanish altogether. So if you stop in for a drink, keep a close eye on your belongings… you never know what the phantom might fancy taking next!

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A quick note before you wrap up: Pluckley train station is about a 20-minute walk from the village centre. So if you decide to stop at the Black Horse for a well-deserved drink, be sure to leave yourself enough time to make it back to the station.

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Dernières réflexions sur la promenade circulaire de Pluckley

Whether you come for Halloween thrills or simply for fun, the Pluckley circular walk is both a great lower-body workout and a cultural adventure rolled into one. The village is absolutely worth a visit—not only for its ghosts, but also for the undeniable charm of the village itself.

What about you—do you have a favourite ghost walk? Share it in the comments below, I’d love to hear your spooky recommendations.

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