Walking the Cheshire Ring is the incredible story, in pictures, of how one dog and his man walked and wild-camped the canal banks of deepest Cheshire, England.
Sandwiched between Good Friday and Easter Sunday, here’s Bridlington on Saturday.
January 2nd – Jackie, Jasper and I head for Stoney Middleton, twelve miles from home. We park on the aptly named High Street, a few yards down its one-in-three incline from the entrance to what in the fifties had been a small … Read More »
Skiddaw from Keswick, mid morning on Thursday, December 29. Skiddaw and Keswick, from Hope Park. Skiddaw and Hope Park from a Derwentwater jetty. From Hope Park, looking south-west across Derwentwater to Cat Bells (left), Grisedale Pike (right) … Read More »
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In ten days time, September 15, I fly to India for a month in Rajasthan. I was last in the state – most of it never under direct British rule – in 1974, despite fabulous memories of its people as … Read More »
Jackie and Charis stayed with Trish and Hugh near Aberystwyth last week, then spent three days riding near Lampeter. Steve, Jeni and Charis’s pal Emalise were driving to a Friends of Bolivia reunion near Machynlleth on Thursday so I hitched a ride, and all six … Read More »
On Friday, May 27, Jasper and I left the house at five-fifteen to catch a six-eleven train to Carlisle. We took the bus from there to Bowness on Solway to begin walking at three pm. Slideshow here …