You’ll travel winding Cotswold lanes with a local guide who knows every story behind each village green. Expect walks to Broadway Tower’s sweeping views, time for shopping or cream tea in market towns, and lunch in a classic pub—all at your own pace. It’s relaxed but full of those small moments you’ll remember later—the kind you can’t plan for but always hope will happen.
The tour covers a full day with multiple stops across villages and landmarks before returning to Moreton-in-Marsh or your agreed location.
Yes, pickup is included from Moreton-in-Marsh train station or another agreed meeting point within the area.
You’ll visit Blockley, Broad Campden, Chipping Campden, Snowhill, Broadway, Longborough, Lower Swell, Upper Slaughter, Lower Slaughter, Bourton-on-the-Water and Stow-on-the-Wold.
No set lunch is included but there’s time to stop for lunch at a pub or café in Broadway or another village along the route.
Yes—infants and small children are welcome; prams or strollers can be accommodated and infants must sit on an adult’s lap.
Yes—service animals are permitted during the tour.
The tour includes parking at Broadway Tower visitor center but does not mention specific attraction entry fees; most stops are open villages or public sites.
Yes—you’ll have time to explore independent shops in towns like Chipping Campden and Stow-on-the-Wold.
Your day includes private transport with your own driver-guide (no sharing), pickup from Moreton-in-Marsh station or another local spot you agree on together, bottled water throughout the journey plus plenty of chances to stop for photos or grab lunch in a cozy pub before heading back at your own pace.
The first thing I remember is the way the morning light hit those honey-colored cottages as we rolled into Blockley. Johnnie—our guide and driver—pointed out an old silk mill, and I could almost hear the hum of looms from a hundred years ago. He knew everyone; people waved as we passed. I tried to pronounce “Chipping Campden” like he did (failed), but he just grinned and told me about its wool church. We wandered the high street, ducked into a café for coffee that tasted stronger than it looked, and poked around shops with creaky floors.
Driving through Broad Campden felt like slipping into a storybook—thatch roofs everywhere, smoke curling from chimneys. The air smelled faintly of woodsmoke and damp earth. When we reached Broadway Tower, Johnnie parked at the visitor center so we could walk up ourselves. Wind whipped my scarf sideways at the top; I swear you can see half of England from there (or maybe it just feels that way). I didn’t expect to feel so small looking out over all those rolling hills.
Lunch happened in Broadway—a pub with crooked beams and locals arguing gently about cricket scores. I ordered something called a ploughman’s lunch mostly because I liked the name (cheese, bread, pickles—simple but perfect). After that we drifted through Lower Slaughter; water trickled under little bridges and everything was quiet except for ducks making a racket by the old mill. In Bourton-on-the-Water there were more people, but it didn’t feel crowded—just lively in that English village sort of way.
By Stow-on-the-Wold my shoes were muddy and I’d lost count of how many times Johnnie had made us laugh with stories about eccentric neighbors or sheep traffic jams (“You get used to waiting,” he said). The whole day blurred together in the best way: stone walls, green fields, tea that never quite cooled down enough to drink fast. Even now I can picture that view from Broadway Tower—and yeah, I still think about it sometimes when city noise gets too much.

Do you need help planning your next activity?