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
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
I follow the long, straight and flat old railway track called the Tarka Trail, the route taken by Tarka the Otter in a novel by Henry Williamson.
First of all, I watch a group of young people from the local sailing club in Appledore taking their boats out onto the river. Continue reading
From the harbour of a steep village that clings to the cliff to the harbour that overlooks the estuary of the River Torridge.
As I entered the the steep cobbled streets of Clovelly, I could not help but notice sledges everywhere made of wooden runners and old bread baskets. Continue reading
Today, I sadly leave Cornwall behind, but I’ll be back again and enter into Devon. I am already looking forward to the clotted cream teas.
Again the legs take a pounding as I make my way up and down coves and inlets. I think it’s this or the sea air is making me feel quite giddy. Continue reading
Life in the slow lane
Mad dogs and Englishmen decide to walk the coast of Britain! I don't think I'm a mad dog but many think I'm a mad Englishman!
1 Year - 5000 miles
My challenge to change my life this year...
Coastalwalker.co.uk - walking around the British coastline, very SLOWLY.