We start on the south bank of another river today – the river Lune, which has its source in Cumbria and then flows west and south to enter the Irish Sea south of Lancaster. It will be on our right hand side from where we start to where we finish. It is a lovely day.
Continue readingReturning to the Dolphin Inn we leave the car and follow signs for the Ribble Way which starts here and follows the River Ribble through Preston and right up to its source in the Yorkshire Dales.
Continue readingIt is not often I am taken aback by a supermarket but Booths in Hesketh Bank is up there with the greats. This is not my photo as I am hurrying in to buy a couple of sandwiches and the sky is grey, promising rain – not ideal for photos. The building is well designed and apart from the cleanliness and abundance of products, I am most impressed by the staff who actually look they enjoy working there.
Continue readingWe begin our walk under the unflinching gaze of Queen Victoria, where we turn right past the suspension bridge to start walking along the sea front.
Continue readingIt took a lot of deliberation but I finally decided to walk over the bridge rather than up the estuary to Chester – life is too short. So, here we are in Shotton and on our way over the railway bridge, through the playing fields and up onto Hawarden Bridge.
Continue readingThe car is still holding up after yesterday’s trauma – we are back in the carpark at Flint Castle. I walk over to a nearby bench to change my footwear and as I’m struggling with my boots a young girl appears out of the bushes and starts walking, rather unsteadily, towards me. She is very suntanned, her hair in braids knotted with coloured glass beads and is carrying a massive backpack.
Continue readingThis is the walk that may never have happened, but there must have been a few angels about on that fateful morning.
Continue readingWhat a difference a day makes….Prestatyn Beach or Barkby Beach as it’s marked on the map, is deserted this morning, apart from a couple of dog walkers. It’s a grey day.
Continue readingThe station is very quiet on this beautiful morning – no classic cars this time, just an almost deserted beach that stretches out as far as the eye can see.
Continue readingSometimes circumstances dictate that we have to walk anti-clockwise rather than clockwise – its all to do with availability of public transport and where to leave the car. Today is one of those days where we start east of Colwyn Bay and walk west with the sea on our right.
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Joining the Dots 