I lived behind Shipton church in Corvedale. Used to walk up the farm road and along the field edges to get to the wood but don't think that was a proper public footpath. It led to the edge of an escarpment running parallel to Wenlock Edge (but have feeling there's another ridge in between - they form a pattern like waves on the ocean). It was so peaceful up there and, yes, the bluebells were at their best around the middle of May.
Doctorum Adamus cum Flabello Dulci