After sharing our breakfast with the birds, we head down to the causeway – it is low tide so we walk out past a few of the long guidance poles just to get an idea of what it feels like – damp.
Dread to think what has happened here,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
On starting this coast walk a lifetime ago, I decided not to include islands, or anywhere that calls itself an island – but Lindisfarne has got to be an exception.
Continue readingDamian’s toe has proved to be more troublesome than we thought, so I’m on my own today – but it’s only a short walk around the docks and up to the football stadium. He leaves me at Roose station and I make my way though depressing residential streets to Salthouse Junction, where I join a path around Cavendish Dock Reservoir.
Joining the Dots 