Westgate to Margate circular
I have walked this many times now, it’s as familiar as a stroll in the park. I still enjoy the Westgate to Margate circular. As always it is invigorating. Saturday proved to be an ever-changing day.
The Sea looked grungy brown but calm & the wind almost blew us to Margate.
Then came the hailstones, the sand was rising from the surface blowing towards Margate like a desert storm; as suddenly as the hail storms appeared, they then disappeared and blue skies appeared lighting up the Turner Gallery on the horizon.
The Contemporary Turner Gallery
It’s always great to see the Turner Gallery. If only to take a break from the wind! There is always something on in there, and the views are great; Like the Tate in St Ives, a modern building, situated on the sea front designed to fit in with the landscape.
The Harbour Arms.
Micro pub is defined by it being independent of breweries serving local beers and ciders.
It is very tiny too and felt a bit like being on a stage set, it is not a pub as such but an old harbour office made into a small space with a bar and a few tables…
There were about 14 people huddled in there if you added another ten it would have been jam-packed! The prices are good too. I had half a raspberry cider and my walking partner had a half local beer at! £3 a pint; nice!
Margate moving on?
Walking back to Westgate along the seafront, I notice the moderinisation of the old hospital is still in progress.
The old Royal Sea Bathing Hospital was a pioneer hospital in the use of open-air treatment for patients suffering from tubercular complaints.
It was founded in 1791 for the poor of London by Dr John Coakley Lettsom, a Quaker physician. It is now being redeveloped into plush apartments.
Resorts such as Margate had modesty hoods which could be let down to allow a woman to enter and leave the water in privacy. If desired, the woman could also be dipped in privacy under the shelter of the hoodsalted sea water and be helped with cures for TB
Walking back to Westgate from Margate always seems longer than walking to Margate; especially with the wind in our face as we were attacked by another batch of hail stones…
We had planned to have another swift half in the micro pub in Westgate but they closed from about 2.30-5pm, so missed out on that.
Well there is a lot of misery in many parts of the country due to excessive rain. I’m hoping it will calm down soon, as a short w/end in Devon is on cards & got a couple of walks with the South Bank Group penciled in for February and a W/end of it in March.
Until next time Keep on Keeping on.