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And Then There Were Three   21 comments

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A couple of weekends back and a big change for the family. TJS having worked hard for his A-Level results was now about to start on his own way in the world. With full car and empty wallet we dropped him off and helped him settle in to his new life at Lancaster University. Four years of hard work and new experiences await him as he starts his Masters Physics course. He’s taken everything completely in his stride and seemed totally at ease with settling into life away from home. In fact they had set up all kinds of events for his welcome day and was eager for us to go! In truth the fact that he seemed so ready to go made the prospect much easier for me and TBF as parents.

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Its a new life for us to get used to as well. Luckily we have our good friends Mark and his family who live nearby and offered to put us up for the weekend. That also helped to soften the blow of the changed circumstances. We managed to fit in a series of fine walks over the weekend around our commitments with Danny and their weekend plans.

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After dropping Danny off in Lancaster we had time for an afternoon walk. As you know from my many previous visits to their home, there is a huge range of wonderful interesting walks that go straight from the door. First one, we followed Mark as he took us a tour that included Arnside Knott.

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After cutting through Eaves Wood we passed by Middlebarrow Quarry. (I’m sure Mark will correct me if I have any of the locations or maps incorrect – there are so many paths around there, not all marked on the map, that its impossible to be 100% sure where I am. Not that it matters, its all wonderful). Its huge but you’d never know it was there unless you went looking for it

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Across a huge open pasture with views to Arnside Knott and Arnside Tower. The railway line was close by and there a few people clearly waiting for a train to pass through. More on that later.

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As we emerged onto the upper slopes of Arnside Knott the colours told us Autumn was on its way and the views, as they always are from up here, were superb

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Here is the stream train crossing the Arnside viaduct over the Kent that the spotters must have been waiting for

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One of the finest of the UK’s small hills in my view. Me and Mark played the game of which one we thought was best between Carn Fadryn and Arnside Knott. I think it was an honourable draw. 🙂

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In the late afternoon sunshine the changing colours of the trees was spellbinding.

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Throw in the sunlight behind the clouds and it was all rather splendid.

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TBF looking cold

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Fungus-mongous!

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A view down over Silverdale village

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And the setting sun.

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A respectable 6 miles for a late afternoon walk

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Next morning one of the DBs was being confirmed at a local church so me and TBF went for a short stroll down to Jenny Brown’s Point and Jack Scout

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It was a pretty dull morning and very cold and windy. However even though I was without my local guides I managed not get lost!

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A view across Morecambe Bay towards Lancaster

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A view towards Grange over Sands from  Jack Scout

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Another 5 miles to the total

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After a fine buffet lunch we were out again. Back across The Lots (one of my favourite spots around here). The weather had changed to bright sunny intervals and heavy showers

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I don’t mind those sorts of days. Its wothn putting up with the odd soaking when you get clear spells and dark brooding skies like these

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We wandered back through the edge of the village and along The Row (dodging another shower) and then up into Eaves Wood. The light in the trees was sublime

 

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Emerging on to the top near the Pepper Pot the storms were still tracking across the horizon, missing us fortunately.

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A storm completely covering Heysham and its power station – it was clearly visible a minute or two earlier

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And the Pepper Pot itself.

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Another 4 miles in the bank and almost 15 miles over the weekend. Not bad for a few strolls

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So a contrasting weekend of emotions. A mix of pride and sadness that TJS has now left home to follow his own path and seems to coping so well, and a great weekend spent with good friends. Huge thanks to Mark, TBH and the family for helping us through the weekend, putting us up and feeding us amazingly well as they always do! 🙂

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A Favourite Revisited   15 comments

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Another day with our NW friends and another cold but much brighter day. It seems that whenever we stay this walk or a derivative of it always seems to be on the agenda and no bad thing. The coastal walk from Silverdale around the coast to Arnside, returning over Arnside Knott is a classic and one that always brings a smile to my face. The variety of scenery and great views is a winner, this time further enlivened by a fine lunch.

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As always on a sunny day the walk through the village and Holgates Caravan Park was lovely, wild spring daffodils in abundance. This short stretch between Holgates and Far Arnside across the fields is superb with views over the bay and up to the Knott

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I’m sure I must have done this walk with the tide in but I don’t remember. My memory of this walk is of strolling across the sands and mud towards Arnside from somewhere near the point below. Whatever, the section along the narrow coast path is very fine

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The view across the Kent Estuary towards Grange

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And back towards Heysham Point and the Fylde

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We could see the high peaks of the Eastern Lake District still with plenty of snow. A fact we were reminded of as we turned the corner into the wind where the temperature dropped markedly

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The full tide made the final couple of miles into Arnside much more interesting. Not an exceptionally high tide according to Mark but as high as I’ve seen it

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The last passage into the village, had us scrambling across paths and diverting inland to drier ground

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All part off the fun of this walk

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Our lunch was at the eclectic Gado Gado restaurant. By that I mean the name is Indonesian but the food takes inspiration from many far eastern origins and it was all marvellous (the sweet and spicy duck was lush as was the less exotic Sticky Toffee Pudding). We stayed a long couple of hours and left with full bellies and a warm glow. Just as well as it had clouded over while we were inside and was now distinctly chilly

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A steep climb up the Knott to take in the views, climb trees (younger members) and complain about how far the climb is on a full stomach

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Even on a grey day it the views are majestic

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Our hosts took us on a path I’m sure I’ve not been on before, a high, narrow and quite exposed route above the southern slopes with great views over the bay and Silverdale village. Makes the Knott seem far higher than its modest 522 feet

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Our route home took us past the Arnside Peel Tower

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No idea how far the walk actually is, my OS route mapper says just over 8 miles but I’m sure its further

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Despite pigging out for lunch by the time we were home it seemed entirely acceptable to spread out a feast of meats, breads, cheeses etc as the round of scoffing began anew. It must have been the fresh winter air! 🙂

 

All Quiet on the Western (Blog) Front   4 comments

I’d like to say I’ve been too busy out-of-doors doing stuff since the summer to write-up blog posts. Not the case I’m afraid as in Football parlance I’ve picked up a knock. To accompany my bad knees I now have Plantar Fasciitis in my right foot. It’s very common affecting around 1 in 15 people and the causes are pretty poorly known. It’s an inflammation of the fibrous tissue in the bottom of the heel and very painful it is as well. For most of the summer I could barely walk at times and took to having a pair of crutches with me in case I needed help.

I decided rest was the best idea so I’ve not been out much in either September and October hence the lack of blog posts. Things are on the mend now though. A combination of calf muscle strengthening exercises, rolling a frozen water bottle under my foot, a support under the arch of my foot and an odd splint that I wear in bed seems to have improved things. It’s now just an uncomfortable bruised feeling rather than an excruciating pain when I put any weight on it. Hopefully that progress will continue (apparently in most cases it will eventually just go of its own accord) as the only other option are steroid injections into the foot which are most unpleasant I hear

Anyway, enough of my ailments and on to some photos from one of the regular gatherings. This time Silverdale at the home of Mark and his family. A fine weekend as always although I didn’t take many photos despite being out for a good part of the weekend. The weather was dry but a little drab and grey which probably explains my lack of photographic ambition. Saturday was the classic Silverdale to Arnside coastal walk returning via Arnside Knott. We took in the Apple festival (the edible ones, not a gadget in sight). Unless you count an apple juicing machine. It was run by an Austrian guy who we all agreed with expected puerility was Arnie, prompting the usual raft of “I’ll be back” and other such classic one-liners. Anyway it was fun and different and the kids had a ball

Sunday we took a walk to Jenny Brown’s Point, another popular local classic. Whatever the buildings were once used for (no-one seems to be 100% sure) they are slowly being re-claimed by the sea. We had some watery sunshine and some butterflies so finally I got the camera out and took a few snaps

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A great weekend and big thanks to Mark and his TBH for putting us up, feeding us and making us abundantly welcome

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Incidentally one thing I have realised what a great aide memoire my blog is. I often use it to confirm what I’ve been doing in recent and longer term history. For September and October while I was resting up I must have been out a few times other than this weekend but without the blog or a clutch of photos I have no idea how I filled the other half a dozen weekends. Possibly I slipped into an alternate dimension and saved a bunch of blue skinned aliens from an oppressive evil overlord. Or maybe I just watched a lot of TV

9 go mad in the North – Arnside Amble   3 comments

After my bout clumsiness inspired self harm, the start of our half term holiday was scuppered. To the rescue came Mark and his wonderful wife and family who offered to put up with us for an extra couple of days. Clearly they had a mountain of food they wanted us to eat and a tidy house that needed a good mess up. Seriously I was and am eternally grateful for rescuing our holiday and my own embarrassment

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So we got to spend a whole week oop North and despite the ice age that descended for the week we had an amazing time, a mix of some local wanders which the area has a vast multitude and a couple of longer days out mixed in with lots of chilling and quite staggering amount of food eaten.

The first day was the Bank Holiday so we obeyed the golden rule of staying well away from cars and driving. Instead we took what I consider to be a classic walk, from Silverdale, around the coast to Arnside and then back over Arnside Knott. The coastal stretch through Far Arnside, Arnside Point, New Barns (and a short diversion into Grubbins Wood this time) is a cracker. The beach was kind to us today with firm sand rather than the gooey, trainer-swallowing  mud the last time we did the walk

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It was a little grey to begin with but slowly, surely as we reached Arnside the skies became clearer and the sun came out.

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Arnside is a lovely seaside (or estuaryside!) village on the Kent and we timed our arrival to squeeze in lunch at the local pie shop. Pies, peas, mash gravy and pickles were heartily consumed to sustain us on the major ascent of Arnside Knott (via an extended play in the very fine park). As we climbed the sun really came out to play and as always the views across the estuary to the mountains of the Lake District and over Morecambe Bay were sublime.

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It’s one of my favourite small hills and Mark and the gang are so lucky to have this fine eminence on their doorstep to climb whenever they feel the need.

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It was even warm enough – just – on the top for a sit down in the sun. The Dangerous Brothers led the tree climbing frivolities as always frightening the hell out of me as they always do – I’m sure they do it deliberately.

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We could have stayed for hours such is the quality of the views but we had chickens to cook and at this rate we’d be eating after midnight and turning in to Gremlins

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A very fine first day and bank holiday indeed

The Second Half and into Extra Time in Silverdale and Beyond   7 comments

So on we traveled through the length of Wales and beyond to Silverdale and a visit to “Our Friends in the North”. They’ve been down to see us the past couple of years so this time it was our turn to mess up their house, eat all their food and generally make a nuisance of ourselves 🙂

As you can see from the slideshow below we had a fine old time

But you want to hear, I know you do. Ready, let’s begin

As is traditional on these house swaps the first day was grey wet and miserable. Fortunately the kids had a plan. Laser Quest. Oh deep joy, running about a warehouse in the dark with a bunch of noisy kids. At my age. Actually it was great fun and most of the kids were friendly and eager to join in the team games with grumpy strangers like me. The day was almost a 100% success but DB Junior managed to split his lip open and spent the next day in hospital having it repaired. He took it all in his stride and was very brave, bless him. He’s not one of the Dangerous Brothers for nothing

The next day we just took the rest of the kids out for a local walk through the woods and up Arnside Knott. A pretty gloomy day but we made the most of it and the kids enjoyed the usual tree climbing antics and poor DB Jr didn’t miss out anything too exciting while he was in hospital

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It was then time for ED to show us the sights. He’d been promising to take us to the SW coast of Cumbria near Barrow and it didn’t disappoint. We stopped off for lunch at Aldingham, deserted and peaceful we spent a very nice couple of hours chilling, digging holes, making temples out of pebbles and an absolutely pathetic attempt to light a fire using dried seaweed and a flint-stone (Fred or Wilma, who knows). Where is Bear Gryllls when you need him

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On to one of my longed for visits. Piel Island and what a place. The childish delight of a small ferry boat ride to a perfect little grassy island with a ruined castle.

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The high tide mark was just a long line of crab shells, I’ve never seen anything quite like it. Oyster Catchers paddled and pecked.

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The views across the sands to Walney Island and over Barrow to the Black Combe where I’d walked a few weeks before were sublime even on a pretty grey day

The castle is substantial and extensive and clearly you were once able to climb to the top of the keep. Health and Safety seem to have put a stop to that – villains of the piece. Most of the grassy areas outside the castle seem to open for camping. It would be a fine place for a couple of days. Just a shame there’s no pub on such a small island. But, no, there is a pub as well. Be rude not to pay it a visit so a pint of shandy and a lemonade for the kids was very much in order.

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We only had a couple of hours and the island deserves much more, a return visit needs to be made with a picnic to really explore the island over a full day. I just loved the unusual views of estuary, boats, sand-banks and unusual structures. It’s rare in these small British Isles to find somewhere unique and that was Piel Island

Back to mainland for a beach BBQ at Aldingham to finish the day. But no, one more final treat in store. ED has often told me of the tidepooling at Roa Island (where you catch the Piel Island ferry) and that due to the currents or nutrients or some such the pools under the Lifeboat station are teeming with life. We had to wait till nearly 8pm for the tide to go out but it was magnificent. I’ve never seen so much stuff, hundreds of crabs, anemones, fish, worms crowding every pool. Even the clouds parted and we had some late golden sunshine.

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I’m in my element in such places and the kids had a ball. It was a shame it was so late and starting to get dark when we had to tear ourselves away and head home. I could have stayed for hours. What a top day

Saturday brought on a Yorkshire Dales walk. ED has been telling me about his renewed enthusiasm for the Limestone scenery and I was keen to revisit. It was a warm and sunny day in Silverdale but as we headed west it clouded up and by the time we arrived in Stainforth it was gloomy with drizzle in the air. We lunched in the rather bland picnic area by the car park and set off for a walk to take in Catrigg Force and the Ribble

Catrigg Force was great in a dark and gloomy sort of way, tucked in as it is in a wooded ravine. Very hard to do it justice with photos.

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Onward and upward onto the fields and stone walled pastures. The sun made a fleeting appearance and the fields, full of wildflowers were enchanting

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As we approached the bridge over the Ribble the sun burst forth from a rapidly clearing blue sky and everything was bathed in sunlight as a dramatic contrast to the earlier grey.

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We stopped and lazed on the grass (others rolled about in it) and all was well with the world.

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However we had plans for a BBQ in the sun so we pressed on past the excellent Stainforth Force (try saying that after a few beers) where a group of teenagers were swinging from the trees and plunging into the brown water. It had turned into  stunning afternoon to accompany a very fine walk indeed

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4.5 Miles

4.5 Miles

Our last day and we headed to Sizergh Castle for some easy strolling around the gardens. It’s a beautiful spot and there were loads of diversions for the kids including a sort of adventure course in the woods. I satisfied myself with playing photos of the kids, flowers and wildlife in the large pond that sits in front of the castle.

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sizergh castle

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And that was that. We returned for an outrageously oversized lunch in the garden (joined by a very striking dragonfly) and then set off for home.

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A huge thanks to ED, TBF and the family for making us so welcome and relaxed. It was a really great few days and here’s hoping we didn’t outstay our welcome and that we get an invite for next year – lots more to see and do! 🙂

The Annual Silverdale Gathering – Year 2   6 comments

Last year my mate Mark and his family, bless them, invited all of us, kids and all to his place for an autumn weekend. The weather was appalling, all low cloud and rain but we had a great time anyway. They were kind (or mad) enough to make the same offer again this year so I diligently asked if they could arrange for some better weather this time. Despite a spell of crappy weather that preceded (and followed) the agreed weekend they pulled out all the stops and the weather was glorious, warm and wonderfully sunny.

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Morecambe Bay

Their eldest A is now well into her maps and walking and was the nominated hike leader. The plan was a local classic, a wander around the coast to Arnside, returning to Silverdale via Arnside Knott.

7.8 miles, 1,000 feet of ascent

A had very thoughtfully included 4 play areas en-route to keep the younger ones entertained and the first of these was a few hundred yards from the house.

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Small boys (and girls) in the park….

It was a stunning morning. The play area had a zip wire and we spent a good 30 minutes dragging and throwing the kids around at high speed and seeing how many could hang on at one time.

I think the kids would have stayed all day but the adults had seen enough. We pressed on through Holgates caravan site (and another play area!) and set out across the fields towards Far Arnside.

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Strolling towards Far Arnside

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Morecambe Bay

The meadows here are some of the finest I know and the views across Morecambe Bay were breathtaking. We hit the coast at a wide pebbly beach of white limestone that was dazzling in the autumn sunlight.

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Beach near Far Arnside

The kids were soon off playing in the rockpools and mud, searching for life. Me and Mark were looking at the fossils on the recently exposed rocks some of which were pretty decent in size.

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Fossils

It was far too nice a spot in the warm sun to ignore so despite the fact we’d only walked a mile or so it was time for a lunch stop and a cuppa, some us engaged in the usual banter, others taking the time to catch 40 winks.

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More Fossils

We watched as a large group of cross-bay walkers made the dangerous (but well-guided) walk across the Kent estuary. You can read about Mark’s experience on this walk here

The walk around the headland past the various coves towards Arnside is splendid and the views across the Kent to the low wooded hills of the south Lakes were marvellous.

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Coastal walk to Arnside

As the tide was out we dropped onto the sands and continued on the estuary. The flat expanse away from the cliffs gives a totally different perspective and the kids had limitless space to run around.

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On the Kent Estuary Sands

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ED & EWO

As we approached Arnside the sand turned to mud and we got a little taste of the cross-bay hazards as kids and adults alike, slipped and sank into the oozing silt. Funny and frustrating in equal measure and with little surprise that B and S managed to get muddier than everyone else put together.

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“We should be over there”

We paused in Arnside for a well-earned ice-cream and watched the Kent Bore as it surged under the railway bridge.

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Arnside Railway Bridge

D was pressing us to continue, a little frustrated at the general slow pace of the walk and keen to get back to house for some “Golden Time” whatever the hell that was. It was getting late so we started the climb through the town towards Arnside Knott (via the third play-area of the day). We reached the top to a truly superb view across the Kent to the Lake District Mountains and even as far as Snowdonia.

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Lake District from Arnside Knott

The Knott is another to add to my list of “small hills with disproportionately good views” or “hills with a high reward to effort ratio”. The golden autumn colours contrasting against the deep blue sky were stunning. The adults played “name that peak” while the kids played in the trees.

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Proper fun

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Across the Kent Estuary from Arnside Knott

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Rogues Gallery

The sun was starting to set so we continued home via Arnside Tower and the final play-area of the day at Holgates.

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Setting sun over Morecambe Bay

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Arnside Tower

On a whim Mark asked if a few stragglers wanted to walk back via the Pepper Pot, a local obelisk and view point. An inspired decision as the view across the bay as the sun set was truly magnificent.

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Sunset over Morecambe Bay

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Sunset over EWO

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The Pepperpot

A fine finish to an awesome day with just one final piece of the jigsaw left. A stonking curry from the local takeaway, including the hottest Dhansak I’ve ever eaten. Life doesn’t get much better than this. You can read Marks version of events here

The next day started promisingly but it was colder and windier. We took a short stroll around the village starting at the cove. The kids played on the rocks and explored a somewhat dank and smelly cave.

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Cave at The Cove

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Across the Kent Estuary

We wandered across the local meadows and lanes and paths around the village but it was clear the weather was on the turn as the skies turned grey.

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The Lots

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The cliff path at Woodwell

We took a look in the library window at the details of the hoard of treasure found by a local man. You can read some of the details in Mark’s post here.

After an enormous buffet lunch back at the house we took the kids out for a game of cricket in the park. It was a close and intense affair between the adults and the kids. Fortunes ebbed and flowed but it came down to the last ball. The scores were tied and all the Hard-man had to do was run a single. He buckled under the pressure and holed out to one of the kids. Still honours even and pride intact but he will forever rue the day he bottled it 🙂

A truly magnificent weekend to lighten up the onset of autumn and winter. Both kids and adults had a great time and a massive thanks to Mark and his family for hospitality and generosity

For the kids   4 comments

Seeing as the adults had enjoyed a meet up at Grasmere it seemed appropriate to allow the kids a chance to meet. Trouble is October is a bit late in the year to be camping with kids and we’d blown the holiday budget on our own little extravagant weekend. Fortunately, generously and at risk to his own sanity, ED kindly offered  a few of us and our rowdy kids to stay at his place in Silverdale for the weekend so we were all sorted.

Apart from the weather that is. We had some grand plans to take the kids walking on some the top-notch lower fells that surround the Silverdale area. The weather on the Saturday was damp and miserable and even worse on Sunday. However seeing as EWO was with us we did manage to convince/threaten the kids to go out for a walk on both days although unsurprisingly I don’t have too many photos.

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The gangs all here

On the Saturday we ambled up to the Pepperpot in Eaves Wood. On better days the views across Morecambe Bay are superb but today it was shrouded in drizzle and mist.

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The Pepperpot

The kids still enjoyed themselves, clambering in the trees and pottering about.

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I remember when I could climb trees

We continued on to Hawes Water (not the big Lake District one) where ED told us about the day only a few weeks before when the whole area was running with lizards. You can read about his encounter on his blog here. It just sums up the fickleness of the British weather that within a matter of weeks you move from lizard-basking warmth to cold rain.

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EWO Babysitting Services Limited

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Hawes Water

We’d actually been out for a good part of the day but when we got back EWO (as he ALWAYS does) convinced us to go out for a further walk. The scale of the kids total lack of interest in this add-on won’t be hard to imagine so it was just me, ED, EWO and Hard Man Brian (HMB) who ventured out. Normally this has us cursing our own poor judgement but on this occasion he was right and we were out for what turned out to be the best spell of the weekend. As you can see from the photos it still wasn’t great but it did stop raining.

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Morecambe Bay

We took a short walk down by the sea along the slithery rocks. Only a short time ago there was a broad plateau of grassy foreshore that I think ED said was used for turf. Now it’s all mostly gone and all that remains are a few small patches.

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Looking across the bay towards the Lake District

We spent a very pleasant evening eating take-away curry and playing parlour games with sticks and things until the small hours. Great fun

The Sunday was just like the day before only colder and with more rain. The kids were remarkably cheerful all things considered as we dragged them up the local eminence of Arnside Knott. The views from up here are magnificent on clear day. Today at the giddying height of 159m we were in the cloud and the views were a trifle disappointing

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"....and over on the left is the Old Man of Coniston"

Satisfied that we’d had least had some fresh air we returned to the warmth of chez ED and took full advantage or his bounteous generosity, drank his tea and ate his food. The walking round these part is some of my favourite in the UK with limitless treasures of forests, nature reserves, small hills, rocky outcrops and coastline. I’ve had some cracking days out here with ED and our extended family of friends as it’s perfect for the kids to explore. I love my adopted home in Herefordshire but if I did ever feel like moving this is one of the few areas I would move to. It was a real shame that the weather was so poor but we all had a really terrific weekend regardless. Sometimes just watching the kids play together and enjoying good company is it’s own reward. A real big thank-you has to go ED, his lovely wife and kids for letting us invade his home for the weekend and making us all so welcome. If you do want to find out more about the area then I suggest you look through some of the many posts on ED’s blog, Beating the Bounds. A great read from a blog veteran. You can read his version of events here

A micro slide show below – hope you like the little bluegrass ditty

Posted November 8, 2011 by surfnslide in Family Trips, Walking

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