Two bridges, one estuary and two countries cloak themselves in mist today. I cannot even see the other side of the estuary.
I walk along the sea wall towards the second Severn Bridge that carries the M4 across the Bristol Channel.
Month: March 2015
Day 023 : Clevedon – Severn Beach
From a gentile coastal town to the thunder of a motorway and the hustle of a busy port.
Today was a day of big contrasts of scenery. Continue reading
Day 022 : Weston-Super-Mare – Clevedon
We leave the seaside town for the gentile coastal town which is a dormitory suburb of Bristol.
I pass the Marina Lake and the old lifeboat station at Birnbeck Island, which I wonder if it will ever be restored.
Day 021 : Bridgewater – Weston-Super-Mare
I escape from the city sprawl to the seaside.
For the first 2-3 hours of today, I had to negotiate my way out of Bridgewater and make my way for 8 miles along the A38, a lot of which was dual carriageway.
Day 020 : Watchet – Bridgewater
I make an early start today as I know it’s a long walk today. From the quaint harbour of Watchet with its narrow streets to the city of Bridgewater, famous for making cellophane.
I walk out of Watchet and very soon come to a delightful Doniford Halt on the West Somerset Railway line which I notice is a request stop.
Day 019 : Porlock – Watchet
Today, I take in the rolling hills of the Somerset coastline to the seaside resort with the famous holiday camp.
I strode out of Porlock towards the neat village of Bossington. Continue reading
Day 018 : County Gate – Porlock
Somerset greets me with a very stiff breezy mist with the threat of rain.
Due to the mist I decided to stick to the roads today, so I apologise to the purists who may think I should have stuck to the paths no matter what the weather was like. Continue reading
Day 017 : Lynton – County Gate
Today starts at the Devonshire cliffside resort of Lynton and Lynmouth
I start my walk with a ride, a ride down on the Lynton Cliff Railway to Lynmouth harbour. Here is a picture from the top in the cable car. Continue reading
Day 016 : Ilfracombe – Lynton
I take in the small fishing harbour of Ilfracombe with the statue of Verity, an allegory of truth and justice, looking out to sea.
I climb out of Ilfracombe up onto Hillsborough and Beacon Point and look back onto the harbour with it’s statue. Continue reading
Day 015 : Braunton – Ilfracombe
A miserable start to the day as I have to put on all my wet weather gear. But things improve as the day goes on.
I start with a five mile walk around Braughton Burrows. The rain was straight in my face. So with the hood of my jacket up and zipped over my chin, I found that my breath was steaming up the rain on my glasses. I ended up carrying my glasses, I couldn’t see with them on or off. If someone could invent ‘Stay Clear’ glasses they would make a fortune. Continue reading
