A warm spring walk along the National Trust path at the White Cliffs of Dover. Chalk, the remnants of World War II, and milky blue seas.
We didn’t find much at Charmouth – it was the end of a long summer season, and the beach felt completely picked-over. We were delighted by a few, tiny ammonites, though.
In response to my remorseless adoration of H is for Hawk, my own H treated me to a falconry experience at the Rare Breeds Centre near Ashford in Kent. I will say very little about it except for (a) it was awesome, … Continue reading “H is for one Happy Falconer” →
When I started this blog back in September, I said I wanted to walk the South West Coast Path before I turned 40, but of course, I really wanted more than that. I was seeking the usual clichés: balance, contentment, … Continue reading “Path Diverted” →
This post follows on from Days 11 & 12: Appledore to Clovelly – probably best to read it first After a couple of days, my friend Beccy (who you have met before) joins me. I rush like a child to … Continue reading “Clovelly to Morwenstow” →
Note: this walk took place in February and I am very late in writing it. Sorry. Have been massively busy *grovels*. I’ve noticed that my SW Coast Path walks have become less of a leisure activity, and more of a gruelling … Continue reading “Appledore to Clovelly” →
There has been a hiatus. After November’s expensive one-day wallow (which not only cost me two nights’ stay in a hotel for a mere 14 miles, but also finally killed off my beloved ASBOs*), I have been somewhat reluctant to … Continue reading “Hiatus” →
There has, I admit, been a slightly guilty delay in writing this blog post. I was all set, you see. I was ready to go. This month, I would cover 30 miles (I’m easily fit enough to do 2 days of 15 … Continue reading “Barnstaple – Appledore” →
Emma, my companion on this month’s walk, is gripping my hand so tightly that I can feel the bones shifting in my knuckles. ‘It’s glaring at me!’ she says. ‘No it isn’t,’ I say. ‘It’s going to run at me! … Continue reading “Ilfracombe – Croyde Sands – Barnstaple” →
We are determined to set off early today. I eat two cereal bars for breakfast, and just as I’m about to wash down my customary handful of pills to complete the meal, I realise that I’ve screwed up. Instead of … Continue reading “Combe Martin – Ilfracombe” →