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Discover the River Culm2020-07-09T20:43:41+00:00

The River Culm

Discover this beautiful, but often overlooked, landscape

The River Culm flows through the Redlands of Mid and East Devon and is the longest tributary of the River Exe. It rises in the Blackdown Hills at a spring near RAF Culmhead in Somerset, and flows west through Hemyock, then Culmstock (in the Culm Valley) to Uffculme.

The river then turns south, through Cullompton (alongside the M5 motorway), skirting the northern boundary of Killerton Park to join the River Exe north-west of Exeter.

The Culm Valley is a historic landscape that is rich in the industrial and cultural heritage characteristic of Mid and East Devon…

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Explore the many opportunities to walk by the River Culm – unlike many of our Rivers it has public footpaths along miles of its length…

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Discover all the latest scientific research that has been done on the River Culm from the region’s leading river scientists…

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Wildlife of the Culm

Discover the iconic and wonderful wildlife of the Culm Valley

Like so many of the Westcountry’s rivers, the River Culm and its tributaries are wonderfully rich in wildlife. From iconic birds such as the kingfisher, to otters, a wide array of fish species and the endangered white-clawed crayfish, there is a huge richness in the natural world near, around and in this spectacular river.

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Latest Features

What’s happening on the Culm

Soils Matter

October 9th, 2020|

A new video from the Westcountry Rivers Trust gives some insights to the importance of soil health, the challenges that different soils pose, and how climate change

“High behind haze St Mary’s spire cyphers gold key-chants, that rosary under alder-bank’s ash-yantra – is a florilegium, its beaded loops trace the track from Five Fords then meanders along river’s edgeland margin.”

Julie Sampson • Uffculme

“I ran from…Culmstock along the River Culm through the water meadows to a little Woodland Trust reserve called Hunkin Wood where I stumbled on a granite gateway with a beautiful poem on it by Elizabeth Rapp.”

Katie • Blackdown Yurts
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