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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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
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
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
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
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