Jul
31
2025

Lost

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Lost as a state of mind v Lost, I don’t know where I am!

Lately I have been watching the old T.V series LOST,  it is  sci-fi /fantasy. The story develops from the basis of a plane crash that landed on an island -somewhere in the pacific or thereabouts!  I’m enjoying it ; and as well the concept of being Lost seems to be a bit of theme with me recently.

The signs are there but where are they pointing to?

 

I enjoy wondering about getting lost occasionally- this walk, wasn’t one of them. There are times I don’t want to be lost.

I was up at the crack of dawn, intending to  go on a group walk. The  rain was off-putting, and I got caught up with online/technical stuff.

I missed the train by 3 minutes, so missed the group walk.

I was dressed suitably for a ramble, in shorts and a rain jacket – and I decided to just go to Knockholt, perhaps, meet some others who were late, or I might see a route that was obvious.

There were two signs to footpaths on either side of a main road near the station. I’m vaguely aware  that Shoreham can’t be too far away, (an area I know a little and I’m  interested in exploring further.) I thought possibly one of the woods might lead to shoreham woods.

What direction to go? The signposts didn’t say anything other than footpath.

I chose one footpath, then walked up it for a bit and when I came to the signposts I looked towards the Horizon and admired how green it all was  and then I decided to turn back.

Today it just wasn’t happening

The thought of going into a woods alone and the thought of  being attacked ( chances are slim but that really is another story) or lost made me nervous.

Instead I  headed to the train station and picked up a connection to London into Charing Cross. I think the day was a sort of reaction to my current status of  a big change coming and feeling very uncertain about pretty much everything.

ST LEONARD -HASTINGS

At the end of June I visited Hastings again. This time not alone and no need for a map. I would recommend the Bank hotel, although a little stuffy as it was very hot, but the room was lovely.

https://thebankhastings.co.uk

I had a swim then we walked to Hastings through the old town and to The Jenny Lind pub/music venue. It’s great to call in and see live music. they passed the hat round which is a great way to make a bit of cash for the musicians.

Hastings loves cash by the way. Most of the shops advertise they want cash and won’t take cards. 

I’m not a big fan of snakes but was quite taken with this bronze snake.

Jason Mnciff hosts the Sundowner every Friday evening.

https://www.facebook.com/jennylindhastings

One of the visual appealing aspects of  Hastings, is how many  quirky houses  there are, and  how you can look in the windows as you walk past and see all sorts of displays.

We weren’t sure if this was open for business ever, it has a lot of very old things and has kept the old signage. They do have amazing shop fronts in Hastings which are quite unique.

 

After a nights kip in St Leonards it was heating up and we sort of wanted to walk to Rye and sort of didn’t.

Heading up to Hastings Country Park

Walking in the heat

Beautiful scenes from the country park.

It’s always a challenge least of all the very last part  of the walk, trying to get to the beach or the road. It’s the 2nd time of being lost right at the end of the walk.

 

After about  7-8 miles walking up and down in Hastings Country park, in the heat we eventually found the road, where the bus to Rye goes.

As we got to Rye somewhat worn out, we found an ancient pub for food and drinks. Rye was far too busy with cars and people.  It took forever to get back to London as trains were slow /late etc. It might have been better to just stay put that day and enjoyed the beach.

INGATESTONE CIRCULAR – ESSEX
Saturday, 19th July

 

A rural walk in the Essex countryside along paths and quiet lanes through ancient woodland and open fields. We pass through the charming villages of Ingatestone, Fryerning and Margaretting.

 

So this was described on The South Bank Walking group website. Looking out of the window at the heavy rain due to persist ALL DAY, I thought, Are we REALLY doing this?  If I wear shorts I can dedicate the day to wet legs, or long trouser to wet trousers!

Either way I will be wet ALL day long. Hmmm. I did the walk regardless.

A gentle circular countryside walk. A small group of around 6 of us today

The donkey came over to see if we had any food for him. We didn’t. Can you see the nosey cows behind him?

We had our lunch in the porch of the church. While one of the walkers got lost!! He was a bit obsessed with picking litter, so we assumed he was doing a bit of tidying up behind the church. He called us later on! to say where are you!!!

Train Crossing. Amble on. The rain came and went.

Horses coming to see us.

 

THE SALT PATH

One final word on The Salt Path. As I mentioned this in the last post, it was interesting to see the full front page spread, The Salt Path exclusive, in The Observer  newspaper.

I bought the newspaper, with interest, I ‘ve read the salt Path and seen the movie and was sold on the idea (and have been for a while) that “wild walking’ can cure a lot of ailments.

I have read many books like this and don’t take every word as gospel. However, since listening to an interview with the journalist, I see that  this whole investigation has turned nasty.

I don’t believe the author deserves that or it is the law in creative writing,  she has to reveal everything about her personal (artistic license) circumstances.

I understand that some people believe it to be misleading. that she is not entirely innocent & there is some scepticism about the extent of her husbands diagnosis being true. Nevertheless, the investigative journalist also seemed vindictive and unethically obtrusive.

You can read the letter from the author here.

https://www.raynorwinn.co.uk

The interview with the journalist  here.

https://youtu.be/tZR6tV0irA8?si=wKWix5NH5fZwjJQv

 

 

 

Jun
30
2025

Tales of Summer

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Tales of summer- Part 1.

I arrived in Penzance on a Friday & had some lunch, then eventually found the youth hostel I had stayed in more than 20 years ago, it seemed to be a lot further out of town than I had remembered. The new rucksack was now filled  with rain gear rather than swim wear. The Cornish swimming holiday will be in Tales of summer Part 2, further down the line.

It was hit or miss whether the gig at The Minack theatre would be on due to the weather forecast predicting rain all night.

A 10 minute walk up hill from the bus stop. I got a bus from Penzance, last bus of the day is around 7pm going back.

 

Apparently the wind was westerly blowing which means it is more gentle and the rain was also very fine. I took a bus from PENZANCE TO PORTHCURNO.  It had been years since I Had visited and previously had always got a lift, from a friend. It was so beautiful to arrive and the rain didn’t spoil it.

View from the top of the hill.

One of the things I love about Cornwall is the wild flowers everywhere.

 

I walk the line, the rocky road to the Atlantic coast.

This exotic flower is similar to the one I found in a xmas bouquet in Sainsburys which I  painted.

Minack Theatre an outside theatre built into the rocks overlooking the Atlantic.

Mellow Yellow.

Waiting for The Magic Numbers…

Mixing desk in tent at gig.

Making the most of a rainy evening at The Minack.

 

Visting St Ives

There was more rain to come all day Saturday and I struggled to decide what to do. I wanted to walk some of the SW coastal walk but I thought it would be better to do Sunday as the weather looked clear and dry for Sunday.

Teetotal Street in St Ives.

Pathway along st Ives coast line.

wild flowers along the way

 

After a quick visit to St Ives I decided to head back to Penzance and by early evening went to the cinema and watched The Salt Path,

Wild flowers of Penzance grow out of rocks all over town.

 

The Salt Path is a ‘true story’ about a couple’s bad luck The husband gets a diagnosis of a rare disease, then they have their home repossessed and are jobless.

They decide to walk the whole of the South west coastal path around 250 miles. It was a moving film, which really captured the emotion of being truly out there with nothing much to live on.

https://numetro.co.za/movie/6774/

I had met a German woman at the ‘Youth’ hostel, who had just done this. It’s definitely doable. If you have the time.

Later that evening I headed to a place in a small village east of Penzance called Gulval . This was the 1st time I had been here .

It was a bit out of town. The following morning I got the map out and found my bearing & figured that I could start  walk from Long Rock to St Michaels Mount and take it from there.

Gulval , a small village East of Penzance

Walking towards St Michaels Mount.

 

St Michaels Mount

 

As I arrived at the town of  Marazion, unsure how to get back onto  the South West Coast Path,  I asked someone in a shop who told me it was past the graveyard, she didn’t add how far the graveyard was -as I was walking for a while and did not see it.

 A bus approached as I was walking out of town , so I  jumped on it, not sure where to go  It was a toss up between Perranuthnoe or Praa sands,

During the last couple of days it had been difficult to fit into a weekend the various walks and places on my list.  At this point the choices were limited and therefore the option  to walk from  Praa Sands towards Penzance, made sense and  Perranuthnoe was a difficult name to remember  or pronounce to the bus driver.

After a minute,  we passed the graveyard!,  where I then saw the sign to the coastal path. too late.

A German woman on the bus was reading a novel by Ann Cleeves, she told me the best stops to get off. I was tempted to get into a conversation about Vera (the TV show) based on the author Anne Cleeves, crime fiction, but left it so I could focus on where I was going.

Praa Sands is a surfers paradise; but without my surf board it wasn’t much fun!,  instead I followed my hunches and headed away from the beach up into the cliff tops.

The pathway for the most part is fairly clear, it is fairly popular and there were quite a few people walking without it being overpopulated.

SW COASTAL PATHWAY HEADING FROM PRAA SANDS TOWARDS PENZANCE

PRUSSIA COVE

Abandoned cottage on South West Coastal path.

This house was used as the location for the film Ladies in Lavender .

 

I have seen the film and enjoyed it, the story is about a couple of old ladies (Judi Dench & Maggie Smith) who rescue a washed up violin player and nurse him only to lose him to a beautiful young women. (in short!)

SEA & ROCKS I’m in Cornwall.

Walking from Perranuthnoe towards Penzance with the view of St Michaels Mount on horizon. Praa Sands is followed by Perranuthnoe, heading towards Penzance.

Tales of summer continues

Before Cornwall ,on a very sunny day on May 31st, I led a group walk from Faversham to Whitstable. Despite the train cancellations and chaos in the morning, most people arrived in one piece. It’s a fairly straightforward walk, but quite long, about 11-12 miles.

This felt like a summers day but still officially in spring- I guess It can be included in Tales of Summer.

My main walking companion who decided to walk extremely fast with me, which meant, we had to stop a lot to wait for the slow ones.

As I was leading, I was obliged to keep up with the girl who walked with me at the front, despite asking her to slow down a bit so others can keep up.

After arriving in Whitstable, . a few of us went to The Smack for a cold drink. I then went for a very quick swim further up the road past Whistable Harbour.

There were about 14 people on the walk, some who walked fast and some very slow.

Tide was out but later at Whitstable it was in and I managed to have the shortest swim ever.

 

More summer tales to be had

There are a couple of walks I want to do before summer ends, 1 is  Bristol to Bath or vice versa.  The 2nd is an Essex walk there are varying ways to do it but either way would start or end at Grayson Perry’s house for Julie!

more on that next time.

Keep on Keeping on.

 

May
31
2025

Arm Chair traveller

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 Joys of an Arm Chair Traveller.

Lately I have been what is known as an Arm Chair Traveller. It’s as far as I have got, around the world only in my imagination. 

Arm Chair traveller. Pros & Cons

Well the Pros are obvious, the world is your oyster, the cons are you don’t actually do anything! so far I’ve  visited Inverness, taken a boat to  Puffin Islands; one of the many Islands in Scotland.  Flew to  San-Francisco, then travelled  by train across America to the East Coast and  back again.

Furthermore I have stayed a couple of nights in Portland, and done a bit of writing there while sitting outside in cafes. As well as resided in a log cabin in Sussex on some writing retreat.

I considered the pilgrimage Camino hike that is a huge enterprise for travel agents, and extremely popular. I liked the look of The Portuguese section, and  got as far as having a telephone conversation about all of the many options; without leaving my chair. (a lot more research needed here)

As an Arm chair traveller I get to fantasise about the routes and it lasts as long as I can keep reality firmly at bay.

I’ve considered walking from Aberdeen to John O Groats, Visiting the Orkney Islands, and pondered on the options of taking a ferry from Scotland to Ireland. Popped over to Amsterdam, and Lille on the Eurostar;

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I bought various reading material to help me in my quest, including a map of Scotland , a book about travelling by train from the East coast of America to the West, or vice-versa and a map of circular walks near Aberdeen.

 With a stroke of luck, on a walk to a friends’ OPEN HOUSE  art exhibition, I called in at Oxfam Bookshop in Herne Hill London. I was thrilled to see the box of maps.

A bargain, 3 ordinance survey maps for £2. Including Ben Nevis & Loch Lomond ( for the fantasy adventurous in me). Faversham and beyond, my frequent go to place;  Lands End, St Ives, Cornwall. 

IN the MEANTIME

I amble on or ramble on.

Penny Farthing bicycle around the back of Kings Cross London.

Picture captured in St Georges Garden Borough of Camden. I have taken to walking from Farringdon to Bloomsbury on Saturday Mornings

 

Sometimes I prefer not to make plans. Something usually shows up.

Look No further , here it is, or here I am…

 

ELECTRIC DREAMS Exhibition Tate Modern- The artist, Gysin introduced his friend, the author William Burroughs to the CUT UP technique at the Beat Hotel.

We don’t own words, however, we do share words,

 

out and about

A little breather in The Garden of Eden, en route to Chelsea from Brixton

I LOVE how someone picked daisy’s and laid them on this dead crow in Battersea Park.

 

A rare spell of good weather and an after work mid week walk, from Teddington to Richmond.

 

Keep on dreaming. keep on walking

In the main, it was peaceful, and very warm. Summer is around the corner.

 

Finding not so easy walks to lead

During the Bank Holiday Weekend, two of us got it together to venture back into the kent area . It’s near Sevenoaks.  Kent known as the garden of England has some lovely walks and I intend to get to know it a bit better.

This is probably the 2nd or 3rd attempt of navigating this walk without a map.

Using a print out route produced by an online walking group, it became clear,  we were so close yet so far. The instructions weren’t clear, and navigating in dense  woods was confusing. It was turning into a bit of a wild goose chase.

After reaching Lullingstone Castle we headed back the way we came, via Eagle Heights and under the viaduct. We took a  train from Eynsford to Shoreham. At the end of the days we walked about 11 miles.

The Lonesome Tree Eynsford

The Mighty Viaduct at Enysford.

A beautiful stone sign.

The path leads up into woods where it is easy to get lost.

Wide Open Space and wild daisies blowing in the wind.

 

I discovered  another post about armchair travel in January 2014, it’s short but sweet and you can read it here.

Armchair Traveller

At the time of this post I will be leading a walk, from Faversham to Whitstable.

See one I did earlier.

Walking from Faversham to Whitstable

Keep on keeping on see you in June

Apr
30
2025

WALKS TO DO IN APRIL

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Easy walks to do in April

April is a month to start venturing further afield. I planned three walks in April, beginning with the two creeks of Faversham. There are so many walks to do in April, and I kind of amended my choices by opting out of the second group walk and walking alone in Guildford my second planned walk.

Walks to do in April from London.

TWO CREEKS OF FAVERSHAM

OLD TIMBER HOUSE FAVERSHAM

 

An easy  walk to do for Spring, is the two creeks of Faversham it is all flat, although despite that, someone did manage to have a tumble and fall. It held the whole group up. : ‘Ladies,’ please wear proper walking shoes. It might be easy, but the paths are rarely smooth!

I have walked along the two creeks on several  occasions that include one or two of the creeks.

A walk I would like to do again was  Teynam to Faversham via ORE CREEK (going back a few summers) I remember orchards, and a lovely village on route. I will have to dig that one out.

The original -Guildford 12mile hike was not going to be easy.

I had intended on joining up with a walking group from Clandon to Guildford via woods and St Marthas hill. There were various reasons why I opted out and just did a solo walk. Mainly as I was having a bit of knee trouble I didn’t want to aggravate it by a 12mile hike.

DAYTRIPPER

It’s unlike me to change my mind but the knee had been niggling at me for a while and i didn’t want to get stuck halfway there with no way back. I opted for the easy way, I had bought my day return, so would just have a half a day out.

I had been to Guildford several times but could not remember it being so difficult to get down to the river. I ventured into the tourist information centre and requested some info on river walks. No one mentioned the entrance had been shut off.

I walked past this the first time, taking no notice of it. I just looked at the top bit!

 

IF IN DOUBT JUST ASK

I saw the Towpath sign earlier but ignored it. So after spending a bit of time walking this way, then that way,  eventually a woman not in a hurry, emerged from the car park and I asked her how to get to the river.

Later a cyclist explains to me that the Towpath bridge  collapse in  2019 due to heavy flooding, and it still hasn’t been fixed https://guildford-dragon.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/12/Cartoon-46-copy.jpg)

The women had told me, pointing upwards, “up that way & around but if you want precise details,  ask Duncan in the pub ”  (her brother-in-law). I didn’t bother asking Duncan.

“Up and around “was good enough for me

I walked past a bunch of very expensive-looking houses and wondered if I was on the right path, but lo and behold, I came across some steps down to the river.

Further along the cyclist came by and  I had  asked him which way was Godalming AND furthermore, is there a route to get back into town?, then garbled on about my attempts to find a route down to the river,  he explained to me about the towpath.

Boys canoeing.

 

Earlier in the day, in the town centre

Elizabethan clock projecting onto the high st, from The Guildhall.

https://www.smithofderby.com/projects/guildford-projecting-clock/

Walking into the Castle Garden , the first thing that hit me was the colour and smell of the tulips and blossom.

 

Part of the castle next to a young blossom tree.

Right up my ALLEY, finding my way down to the river.

Further along the way were some new spring lambs, guaranteed to melt anyone with a heart. I took some videos,

I was happy enough to do a six mile walk, and chuffed I eventually found the path to the river. It had been some years since I was in Guildford and then it wasn’t blocked.  In 2017, A long time ago, I walked from Guildford to Godalming

 

My last big walk in April.  A  perfect spring day and Within 40 minutes of Brixton, we were at Otford in Kent.

OTFORD CIRCULAR VIA SHOREHAM

Five minutes around the corner from the train station, we saw a sign to the North Downs and walked up a steep hill into the woods.

BLACK SHEEP BLACK COWS, ENJOYING THE GRAZE.

 

Overall it was a lovely walk.

We somehow managed to pace ourselves spreading out when we could It was a group of 31 in total.

 

One person managed to lose his balance twice, climbing over a style. His 2nd fall was in a bunch of nettles and he caught his hand in barbed wire trying to get up.

He wouldn’t let anyone pull him up! He had two nasty cuts and his hand was bleeding quite a bit, we managed to produce a few plasters between us and an antiseptic wipe.

He headed off at Shoreham to take the train home, or maybe just amble about,

APPROACHING CASTLE FARM WE WERE CLOSE TO SHOREHAM. OUR LUNCH STOP OFF POINT

Geoff one of the South Bank Ramblers, is an occasional walk leader, He used to work in the same library as me some time ago back in the rocking 80’s.

wide open spaces, walk at your own pace, chat with someone if you want to , or just amble along.

 

A mixture of fields and woods the scenery was pretty and lovely to see. We sat in a churchyard for a short wile before heading off to The Samuel Palmer pub opposite for lunch.

 

Wild Garlic & Potato soup with a large dollop of (vegan) Butter and some sort of corn bread. It was delicious.

https://thesamuelpalmer.com

Palmer lived in Shoreham in a run-down cottage, ‘Rat Abbey’, between 1826 and 1835, where he created many of his most celebrated paintings, depicting the area as a mysterious paradise. Palmer is now indelibly linked to the village of Shoreham.

THE SAMUEL PALMER PUB

PRETTY WILLOW TREE OVERLOOKING THE RIVER.

 

BLUEBELL SEASON

 

 

COWSLIP FLOWERS (Some call them horseslip)

 

https://www.woodlandtrust.org.uk/trees-woods-and-wildlife/plants/wild-flowers/cowslip/

GET INTO THE GROOVE AND WALK THE WALK.

Take in the views.

After much climbing and walking (approximately 9 miles) we are back at Otford.

Pretty sign for Otford village.

We walk through another old church yard towards the village to get the train back to London.

As walks go I would say this is a 10 out of 10 walk, due to the distance from London to get there, (not too far)

On top of that, there are great amenities in the village of Shoreham, varied landscape and at the end the village of Otford, make it a classic great walk.

The walk itself was moderate to tough, quite a few up hill climbs and stiles. Unlike some country walks there wasn’t masses of bramble to get through and thankfully there hadn’t been any rain lately so it wasn’t muddy.

 

As yet no great plans for May but I am leading a MEET UP walking group on the 31st of May from Faversham to Whitstable. Anyone interested can check out The hiking group,  Countryside Hiking https://meetu.ps/e/P1LfZ/2kQWh/i

In the meantime, I’m sure there are a few adventures close to home until then. see you here on the 31st .

 

 

 

 

Mar
31
2025

Walking Meditation

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I have been practising walking meditation as far back as I can remember.

Walking down a lovely road, far from the crowds.

In early March, on one side of the road, it’s spring; on the other, it is winter.

To walk daily in a place like this is bliss.

 

Walking and thinking go hand in hand.

 

Nature has it’s own reason.

Lately, I have discovered that I’m moving away from fixed ideas and towards the unknown.

It seems to be a bit of a theme lately. When I say lately, it has been a running theme over the last couple of years. Walking meditation is the best form of therapy. It gives you time to unravel, and in a beautiful place like this, just looking around at nature can reduce stress as all problems shrink into insignificance.

Walking meditation in the Lochearnhead area

Every day, I did a walking meditation.

I came here to work at The Buddhist retreat centre, assisting in the kitchen, but after 2 days, I came down with a lousy cold. Sods law and all of that. It is pure Buddhism to accept that what is and not what could be, so I soothed myself with that thought.

Walking meditations.

For anyone who has never meditated in their life (the majority of the population), it is simply a way of slowing down the brain and letting the thoughts go. It’s not about grasping onto the thoughts or trying to control them.

Despite feeling lousy, I made the best of the situation and went on lots of walks.

 

Walking out into the open sky and forest.

I scrambled up behind the back of the house alongside the waterfall, and got to the track to the road. The snow is on the mountaintop in the distance. The air is sweet and clean.

WALKING INTO THE FOREST, I REALISE I DON’T HAVE A COPY OF THE WALK IN MY BAG AND HOPE I REMEMBER IT. I DO. THIS IS THE VIEW FROM THE TOP.

 

This is Rob Roy land, (The McGregors) I imagine how they ran over the hills, fleeing or running towards a battle.

For 3 days, I have nothing to do but walk and read. I walk as much as I can, taking photographs and making videos.

 

There’s so much stunning scenery, the air is crisp and clean, it stirs my soul, and this makes it easy to forget any problems.

Early one morning, it may have been Wednesday, and the worst of my cold is over, I see deer in the garden from the kitchen window, and a magnificent sunrise. I walk down to the Loch to take some more pictures.

With a better camera, perhaps I could have spent longer zooming in. The colours were more purple, pink, and grey.

Turner would have been in heaven here, with the sky changing every second.

 

Making Plans and sticking to them.

I’m finding it increasingly difficult to plan walks for various reasons. Sometimes things (most of the time) are out of my control: Train cancellations, flu, work disputes and all sorts of issues. But more irritating lately has been a feeling of sheer exhaustion.

Unsure Direction

I can’t even begin to say how uncertain the future feels. There was a small part of me that hoped I would work in the kitchen for a week and enjoy it so much I would opt to stay there!

Everyone was so kind to me and just let me be, so in a way, I still feel like maybe I owe them a week in the kitchen; the ball’s in the chef’s court.

On a spiritual level, it was great to connect with nature and here are a couple of pictures of a couple of friends I made!

Bernard, what a handsome beast. (My name for him)

Quality time with Community Cat.

 

BASS PLAYER BLUES

I also made friends with the Maintenance guy who lived in the community house.  He showed me how he played me some grooves, Playing chords, like on a guitar and put the tunes to  Buddhist mantras-  it was really quite beautiful. I was inspired.  My bass playing days have been abandoned but not forgotten.

He was kind enough to leave it out for me to play, as I was at a bit of a loose end when not walking. It was a Fender Jazz and was lovely to hold, I am out of practice to say the very least, but I had a go.

I’m digging up some unfinished song-writing done with my old pal who passed away last year, and I’m hoping to revive a couple of tunes and rewrite the lyrics and possibly come up with some new tunes. 

My Final Day at the Buddhist Retreat

I managed to walk  a couple of miles before the minibus arrived to take a bunch of us to Stirling. After that I was taking the train to Edinburgh and onwards to Newcastle Upon Tyne.  I Usually stay in the North East after Scotland, it’s too much to head straight to London.

It was a breath-taking, captivating walk, watching the mist rise. I couldn’t have been happier. I was leaving feeling better than when I arrived, at least.

Misty Blue.

Close up and blue.

 

Northumberland walks

After a night out in Newcastle seeing the pop band from the old days but still going The Rezillos. The following day an old friend picked us up and drove us up to the coast near Alnmouth. 

The sea, the sea..

 

It was quiet and spacious, and it felt lovely to be by the sea

The last episode of Vera (a detective TV character based in the North East) was filmed around here.

 

The following day, the fog on the Tyne wouldn’t shift, so instead of doing a Durham walk, my friend drove us to Hexham, where the mist had shifted.

What’s left of an old railway bridge along the river in Hexham.

 

More walks are coming up next time.

Until then, keep on Keeping on. What else can you do?

 

Looking across Rob Roy Country can be seen here

https://studio.youtube.com/video/YEJuPq3b7LQ/edit