Easing into Essex

Thursday 8th May 2025 – 80th Anniversary of VE Day

We thought our house-sit was in Leigh-on-Sea but it turned out to be in nearby Thorpe Bay, an equally pleasant part of the Essex Coastline. The house we are staying in is pretty wonderful, we shall be languishing in 5* luxury for the next 9 days. And we have the delightful company of a ginger tom called ‘Bertie’ who is easygoing and low maintenance – his only requirements are to be fed plenty and to receive frequent tummy rubs. We’ve struck lucky.

Bertie – a little camera shy!

We arrived yesterday afternoon and, after a thorough introduction to the house, our very lovely hosts Mary and Doug took us out for a scrumptious meal in a nearby Turkish restaurant. It was a great opportunity for us all to feel comfortable with each other … after a couple of glasses of wine and whole deal of chatting, it was like saying goodbye to long lost friends as we waved them off on their holiday to Portugal.

Not to moan but I’ve been unwell for some weeks now – just a cold/cough but hugely lacking in energy – I’m beginning to wonder if it’s long covid because I just can’t seem to shake it. I had thought I’d leave Steve to do the walking on this trip, and I could just relax and enjoy the sea air. But waking up to a sunny day and knowing it was a flat walk, I thought I’d ease my body back into some exercise – it could be just the cure I needed.

Our accommodation is a short walk from the promenade at Thorpe Bay so that was our official start for the day. It’s strange to think that the water is the Thames – with the sand and the beach huts it looks just like any seaside. There were even some swimmers at various points, emerging from their daily constitutions, clad in the compulsory dry robes and crocs. I take my hat off to each and every one of them.

Starting off from Thorpe Bay

It was an easy promenade stroll where we could relish in envy at the stunning beachfront properties – there’s clearly some money in these parts. Continuing on we met the contrast of Southend-on-Sea with its garish amusements, funfairs and casinos – having said that it was still smart and interesting to walk through, certainly plenty of things to do. And then on to the pretty area of Leigh-on-Sea with its famous seafood restaurants – Steve’s excited for his cockles and whelks!

Don’t jump!!

Colourful Southend

Leigh-on-Sea

This was 6 miles in and I was beginning to flag – I considered stopping off and letting Steve carry on without me. However, we took sustenance in the decking area of ‘The Galley’ – turned out a soothing mug of cappuccino and a bacon, avocado and tomato panini gave me the boost I needed to soldier on, and I’m so glad I did.

Just past here we took in the 3 mile walk around ‘Two Tree Island’ – a pretty nature reserve that also provides a setting for model plane enthusiasts. As we walked through the colourful and pungent flora we were accompanied by the whizzing noises overhead – interspersed with real aircraft flying low as they made their descents into Southend Airport. There were definitely more than two trees on the island – apparently the name comes from when the land was first reclaimed.

We picked up a path just off the island which became a generously proportioned sea defence wall with pretty views either side, absolutely gorgeous. We enjoyed this 3 mile walk into Benfleet where our station awaited us. We passed the bridge which will tomorrow take us onto our ramble around Canvey Island. And so back to Thorpe Bay where we relaxed in the very lovely garden and soaked up some afternoon sunshine.

Steve in his happy place!

Not sure if it’s cured me but it was a great day and we have 12 more miles ticked off.

We love Yorkshire … it’s official

Wednesday 26th March 2025

We’ve just arrived home in Deanshanger after almost three weeks in the stunning county of Yorkshire … and we have definitely left a piece of our hearts there. This is the final blog for now to catch up on our last few days there.

The formidable Yorkshire Moors

Saturday

It was Dalby Forest Parkrun for us this week and without doubt it was the most scenic one to date – wished I’d stopped running to take photos – it was like Switzerland. Lots of forest, rivers and sheep on the sloping hillside – but great paths and not too hilly a run at all. We were joined by Lynda and Rebecca – great to have their company. Coffee after naturally then back to Lynda’s for a magnificent full English.

With Lynda and Rebecca

In the afternoon we drove out to Hutton-le-Hole for a picture perfect walk in a typical Yorkshire village. Apparently these villages are packed in the summer months but we managed to get a table in the tea shop – picked a good time of year to visit. So so pretty.

Sunday

Lynda and Paul very kindly drove us to Bridlington today so we could coastal ramble our way to Bempton Cliffs where they would pick us up. So good of them to ferry us around like this but they said they were enjoying some time off from their house renovation and also getting to see parts of the Yorkshire coastline they’d not yet visited.

So, we started off with a stretch of funfair filled promenade walk in Bridlington which led us on to some clifftop walking. We covered 6 miles in the morning sunshine and despite some pretty testing ascents and descents we loved it – coastal walking at its best – scenery beyond your wildest imagination. I was glad I had my trusty walking pole with me though, a little slippy in places and a lot of deep steps to climb down.

The path was so populated today – it was Sunday of course, and the sun was out … plus at Flamborough Head there was a huge colony of grey and common seals, basking on the rocks and in the water, so lots of families out enjoying the spectacle.

Colony of seals at Flamborough Head

Talk about 5* service – we were met half way by Lynda and Paul with the most delicious of picnics – this was certainly a more stylish ramble today. We tucked into gammon, cheese, mayo and pickle sandwiches, tomatoes, cucumber, crisps, a selection of fruit, carrot cake and lemon drizzle cake – it was like a full on banquet. As soon as I’d taken my last mouthful I was whisked off by Steve to complete the next half of today’s walk. No chance of letting the food settle!

The next 6 miles was equally as stunning in terms of the views and terrain but unfortunately the weather took a turn – the wind picked up and we were walking into it with gloomy skies overhead. This can so alter your mood and whereas I’d loved the first half, my spirits dropped in the second half … everything seemed to hurt. Fortunately Lynda, Paul and Sneeze the dog walked out a mile to meet us – it made a huge difference having their fresh and encouraging company to get that last mile done.

Paul and Lynda to the rescue

The most incredible feature of this section though was the nesting birds on the cliffs – our destination at Bempton Cliffs is an RSPB reserve – the most spectacular of sights and a cacophony of sound. We were just a few weeks early for puffins sadly but it was amazing to watch and listen to the thousands of gannets – it is known as ‘Seabird City.’

12 more miles achieved today … exquisite section of coastline but I think I’ll be taking a rest for a bit.

Monday

Steve walked 18 miles (see previous blog “Reporting from the Yorkshire Moors”)

Lynda and I drove Steve to his start point in Scarborough and after waving him off we embarked on an 8 mile look around this wonderful seaside town … and Sneeze came too. Another sunny blue sky day for us to enjoy strolling along the beach, watching the magnificent waves, seeing the town’s wonderful old buildings and pretty harbourside, climbing up to the castle and back down for more beach. Fitted in a mid-morning coffee and – it just had to be – chips with salt and vinegar on the sands. And back to Bempton Cliffs to rescue our weary coastal walker!

Pretty Scarborough Beach

I made a new friend!

Scrumptious fish and chips

Tuesday

Absolutely no coastal walking but still two walks. Farndale Daffodil Walk in the morning – an incredible experience to both walk and drive through these mind blowing Yorkshire Moors, it’s like another world. Sadly there was not the carpet of daffodils we were expecting, possibly we were a little early – a gorgeous walk all the same. Then in the afternoon we drove to the market town of Helmsley – again, chocolate box prettiness – a dream place to live I imagine, wonderful shops.

The gorgeous ‘Sneeze’ x

Pretty market town of Helmsley

We have managed to tick off a further 170 miles of coastal path on this trip – we’re getting there!

These 5 days in Kirkbymoorside with Lynda and Paul have been fabulous – they are just the best hosts ever. We have eaten like Kings (Lynda is an amazing cook), we have laughed, chatted, played games, explored the area and consumed a fair amount of vino … not to mention the cheese and port. They have a beautiful home in this perfect town on the edge of the Moors …. I’m not at all envious!!!!! They are lovely friends and we will be back.

Farewell Yorkshire, for now. xx

Reporting from The Yorkshire Moors

Having moved to The Yorkshire Moors over the last couple of days it was with some excitement that Mrs R decided a rest day might be appropriate to explore the delights on offer in Scarborough so walking responsibilities (and blog writing) were taken over for the day by myself!

With our friends Lynda and Paul offering to drop off at the start and collect me at the end of the walk I took on the section of Yorkshire path from Bempton to Scarborough. When planning, 16 miles seemed to be the distance, however it was actually nearer 18 miles …. it’s always nice to get a couple of bonus miles! An absolutely wonderful day for walking though, with spectacular views over sea and moors, if you’ve not been here then I hope a few of the pictures give an idea of the beauty.

Leaving Scarborough with the town in the background.
Looking back across the bays, with Scarborough now in the far distance.
Approaching Filey with the beach and town beckoning.

Whilst admiring the views here it’s very difficult not to draw comparisons with the stunning Cornish coastline. A perhaps unexpected surprise of our coastal walking though is just how wonderful so many parts of our island are and offer so much beauty, in particular here in the North East.

Anyway, we’re nearing the end of our current walking adventures with just a day or two left. Your normal blogger returns very soon, I’ll just leave you with a nice muddy path picture to brighten your day ha ha!

No walkers / photographers were harmed whilst filming!

The end of the road …

Friday 21st March 2025

Today we left our house-sitting assignment in Kirk Ella and headed up to Kirkbymoorside in the north of the county, to visit our friends Lynda and Paul. But, us being us, we just had to stop off for another walk on our way up. We parked up in Withernsea, had a wholesome Full English Breakfast in the cafe, then caught the bus to Aldborough. Note to selves: Stay on the bus a little longer in Aldborough – we could have saved ourselves a mile of the walk!!

There is some serious cliff erosion along this section and in Aldborough a road had literally gone over the edge! There were ‘road closed’ signs – these seriously needed to be taken notice of. There wasn’t an obvious way down to the beach so the first mile was a stroll along the crumbling clifftop, picking out a path not too close to the edge, until we found a slope down. Like yesterday, our plan was to walk along the beach all the way, there seemed to be no other coastal path alternative.

Once down on the beach it was fabulous, perfectly firm sand – but a little chillier today, waves crashing and unfortunately we were walking into a pretty strong wind. The first 7 miles there would have been no access to get up to higher ground again … started to get a little worrying (the thought of having to walk all that way back) but as we neared Withernsea the cliffs got lower and lower, so there was always an escape plan. After a total of 10.5 miles we were back to the cafe for tea and cake and then the car for our onward journey.

Some recent cliff erosion

Safely back in Withernsea

We arrived in Kirkymoorside at 5.30pm for the next chapter of our Yorkshire trip. The journey up was joyous and where Lynda and Paul live is such a stunning area. Surprise surprise, the first evening started with non-stop chatting and a whole load of eating and drinking. Let the fun commence.

A sandy walk from Withernsea to Easington

Wednesday 19th March 2025

Wow, what a wonderful walk today. There was no formal coastal path so we walked on the beach the whole way … and it was glorious. 7 miles of a wide expanse of beach, firm sand mostly and some shingle – an absolute dream for coastal walkers. No mishaps, no trips, no slips – a little wading through water at times but that was fine. The photos say it all.

Starting off in Withernsea – it looks a lovely place

We forgot the suncream … but Steve improvised!

I followed Steve’s footprints …

This area of the Yorkshire coastline is quite a way from our accommodation and we decided not to drive today. Getting there and back by public transport took a total of 5 hours and 5 buses … and that was to walk a 7 mile stretch taking 2.5 hours. Sounds mad but the buses were absolutely free (OAP bus passes rule!) and we enjoyed the ride and the walk and in fact the whole day out. I have to say you meet some life on these buses – lots of teenage non-stop chatter including having three children with ADHD, the mother having Munchausens so they had to be adopted, hating stepmothers etc. and it went on and on and on – fascinating but left us feeling drained … and normal in comparison!

So that was today done and tomorrow’s a non-walking day as we need to pack and sort the house ready for the owner’s return in the evening. We’ve offered to cook dinner for him and us too so we can enjoy another meal together before leaving on Friday morning.

We’ll be sad to say our goodbyes to the two lovely cats we’ve been looking after. They’re very different – Pebbles is 20 years old and struggles to walk with her arthritis. She’s a great lap cat and loves to cuddle into you with her paws, she’s so affectionate. Daisy is cute too – sadly she’s had skin cancer and had to have her ears removed. She’s 19 years old and a little frail looking but is the more active of the two. She also likes a cuddle from time to time. We’re so relieved they’ve lasted the course … always dodgy when you’re caring for older pets!

Pebbles – always on my lap as soon as I sit down

Daisy likes a bit of a dribble – bless her x

On Friday we’re heading a little further up into North Yorkshire to stay with our lovely friends Lynda and Paul. They’ll be a little more walking and a whole load of catching up. Happy days. xx

Promenades and soft sand … an interesting combination

Monday 17th March 2025

Happy St. Patrick’s Day. Not a lot of evidence of the occasion on the path today apart from some Pogues music blaring out from a seafront bar in Ingoldmells and a rather tiddly lady wearing a green felt hat on the bus.

Today we drove to Mablethorpe to start our walk to Skegness, knowing we could get the bus back. Back in the land of public transport! The drive takes us 1 hour 20mins from our accommodation in Hull and along some winding country lanes with deep eaus (colloquial name for ditches) either side, so luckily today completes this section. Again, we parked up in the Seal Sanctuary car park.

Mablethorpe beach

And what an absolute joy, after one mile’s walk along the road into the seafront of Mablethorpe, we had miles of easy and pleasurable promenade strolling. It’s marvellous to be able to look around and take in the views of the sea and golden sands without having to watch your every footstep as we do on most of the other coastal path terrains … keeping a lookout for trip hazards, coastal erosion … or snakes!!

Occasionally we hit a few yards of soft sand where the wind had blown it over onto the path and this seemed to get worse and worse. Then we spotted a digger ahed, clearing the sand from the path – what a hero. As we neared, we paused behind waiting for him to stop and wave us through. After a good 10 minutes he was still clearing away so we carefully sidled our way past, only to be subjected to a torrent of abuse from an old chap with no teeth but a fine set of shiny earings – the digger driver – “You could have warned me. Are you stupid?” Our heckles rose but we bit our tongues and without making eye contact kept walking forward.

The angry man in his digger

We’d walked 6 miles by now and there were absolutely no public toilets open – they don’t open till Good Friday! So we were thankful to come across ‘The Vista at the Boatshed’ cafe, where we could both relieve and refresh ourselves. We were sat enjoying a cappuccino in the sun when who parks up and comes marching in but the digger driver …. we thought he had chased us down. Luckily he completely ignored us and left with his takeout coffee in hand.

After a little farmland walking we were taken on to sand dunes and today they were pretty much soft sand the whole way, which is tough especially on already tired legs. We soldiered on, stopping at 9 miles for our picnic lunch to re-energise. From there it was more soft sand dunes until we eventually reached promenade once again and that we relished. There was a 400 yard interlude of more soft sand as the sea defence path had been reclaimed by the golf course – we did divert to the beach but saw a way back onto the path – didn’t realise we were being naughty till we reached the end!!

By the time we realised it was too late!

When we passed Butlins we felt sure we were near but the views of the pier kept stretching ahead. Then finally, after 5 hours 16 minutes of walking and having burnt 1,688 calories, we arrived at Skegness Pier, having achieved 16.37 miles.

Finally approaching Skegness Pier

Looking windswept and exhausted at the end of 16+ miles …

Probably about 2/3 promenade to 1/3 soft sand I’d say – a fabulous walk all the same … just a tad too long!!

We get by with a little help from our friends ….

Saturday 15th March 2025

…. and this sunny weekend it was the lovely David Jockel (DJ) that came to our aid. Without a second car, this section would have been so difficult to complete – or would have involved SO many extra (non-coastal path) miles to get to start and finish points. David drove from his Lincoln home on Saturday to meet us in Cleethorpes, joining us for the parkrun and then stayed with us all day to walk a section of the path, enabling us to have a car at each end. Sadly Ros couldn’t join us due to car troubles – we missed you so much Ros and I particularly missed our ‘walk and talk’ and being told off for being too slow!! The boys were so good though, they kept pace with me most of the way.

The three amigos setting off from sunny Cleethorpes

We filled up with breakfast in a seafront cafe before leaving Cleethorpes. It was an easy promenade walk to get us started and, being a bright weekend morning, it was fabulous to see so many people about – families, dog walkers … even folk without dogs! We walked on a path alongside the mud flats for a while until we spotted that things were beginning to get a bit marshy. So, with some jumping and getting feet a little wet and muddy, we picked our way back to a more solid path.

A definite lack of coastal path signage today meant that there were several decisions to be made – some of these turned out well, others didn’t. Where we gained mileage by finding unexpected bridges in places, and choosing sand dunes over inland paths, we lost out again later when walking down an embankment wall that led to nowhere! Don’t you just love a U-turn!

Apart from being 4 miles longer than originally planned it was a great day of walking, it’s so flat in this area. And as a reward, David treated us to a stunningly delicious ice-cream from ‘Applebys Ice-Cream Parlour’ in Conisholme, on our way back to fetch our car. All was well in our world … or was it!!?

Just as we reached our car in Cleethorpes, Steve made the discovery that he had left his camera with zoom lens in the car park at Donna Nook, where he’d sat for a few minutes to recover and record his day’s activity on Strava. We were convinced it would be gone but made the hour’s drive back to look anyway, we had to. We were flabbergasted and so grateful to find it was there – some wonderful person had even tucked it in against the post to obscure it a little. Prayers answered and all was well again!

12 miles of walking plus 3 miles running at Parkrun.

Getting ready for the Cleethorpes Parkrun

Sunday 16th March 2025

We met up with David in Mablethorpe, at the Seal Sanctuary car park. Bonus – it was free as out of season! David then drove us to where we finished off yesterday in Donna Nook, leaving Steve and I to tackle the coastal path as two, once again.

I have to say that overall it was a pleasant day of walking. We didn’t see much of the sea apart from in the distance and a short glimpse at the end. The path took us along the edge of mud flats but incredibly today we had some perfect signage that guided us in and out of some unusual areas – we might have doubted ourselves if the ‘King Charles III Coastal Path’ signs hadn’t been there. We were in good hands. We were steered inland at times and walked through some interesting villages. Finding ourselves on a section of road with no pavement, we took a gamble in heading back down towards the coast, along a farm track and along the edge of a few planted fields. Our gamble luckily paid off and we made our way onto a sea defence wall.

The farm where we turned off – the farmer is clearly a collector of helicopters!

After a while this changed into an area of sand dunes, not our favourite as often soft underfoot but these were great as firm and grassy … although lined with sea-buckthorn which is extremely spiky. The dunes also provided us with some undulation – we like a bit of variety, this coastline has been very flat. We were joined in the dunes by highland ponies that are obviously being rehoused in these Lincolnshire lowlands. They didn’t seem at all phased by our presence.

Wild Highland ponies on the Lincolnshire Lowlands

Another diversion inland took us through the pretty village of Saltfleet. On a bridge, a fellow walker summoned us to see the Kingfisher … but of course it flew off just before we got there! I’ve always wanted to see a Kingfisher – thwarted again. We did see a redshank there though.

Then we were back to country lanes and grassy sand dunes – it was more like a countryside walk than coastal, but not complaining, we were protected from the wind. Unfortunately, in the last section of sand dunes, we lost all signage – although we seemed to be following a path of some sort, it just went on and on like a maze, we felt like we were going round in circles. We were LOST IN THE SAND DUNES!!! I began to envisage it getting dark and us being here all night … my anxiety makes me so dramatic at times – it was only 2.30pm!! Finally we got a view of some caravans and found a way out … and best of all, it was 100 yards from our car.

The only glimpse of the sea we saw all day.

So a panicky end to a gorgeous day and … almost 13 more miles in the bag.

Thanks to DJ once again. Forever indebted to you for making this weekend’s 25 mile section doable for two old pensioners!!

Humber estuary finished … I see the sea!

Friday 14th March 2025

Another absolute corker of a day. Intermittent showers but largely sunshine. Another easygoing path and …. after 8 days of walking we have finally completed both sides of the Humber Estuary!!

We parked the car up in the village of Welwick and walked a mile down a country road to reach the official Coastal Path. Lo and behold there was actual signage, beautiful new wooden ‘King Charles III Coastal Path’ signs – looked like we were going to be spoilt today. The path was wide and easy underfoot, we even had occasional stretches of newly laid tarmac in the areas where they had erected new bird hides – they must love those twitchers. Or maybe Charles and Camilla had been to visit – it was like red carpet in comparison to the usual terrain! There’d clearly been some titivation going on along these parts, all very smart.

Sparkling new bird hides with newly laid tarmac!

All ran smoothly until we reached the dreaded ‘no entry gate’ at Skeffling. We were obviously being diverted off but there was no hints as to which way we should go. We sort of guessed our way round and could see some construction going on. Spotting a ‘pedestrians’ sign we followed the roped off path and then saw a muddy hill taking us back up to the sea defence wall. There were lots of bright yellow diggers and men in high viz … we tried to slip by inconspicuously. We heard some shouting and beeping of horns and presumed they were just noisy builders communicating with each other. Before we reached the top, one high viz and helmeted man came running towards us saying “you can’t go that way.” Well, poor chap received the full brunt of our frustration at the lack of coastal path diversion signs – he was lovely though and listened to our woes and even showed interest in our walking project – we had such a friendly chat as he escorted us off site and directed us to where we could pick up the path. He even agreed to a selfie!

We stopped for our picnic lunch just past Kilnsea and re-energised ourselves for the rest of the walk.

At Spurn we decided to stick to the country path rather than risk the soft sands but a mile or so later we opted for beach walking (1) because the other option was to go quite some way inland and (2) we were so excited to see the sea and hear the waves. The two miles of beach walking was actually OK, not too soft and it was just amazing to be back at the real coast as opposed to the estuary mud flats. Back to my happy place.

Our lunch stop on Harry’s bench

And from there it was an easy wander into the village of Easington – another pretty East Riding village with a spectacular church. The size of churches in these Yorkshire villages is just mind blowing! This was our destination for today after 9.25 miles of walking. On discovering we had 50 minutes to wait for the bus we took the opportunity to have a rewarding drink in the ‘Marquis of Granby’ … and why not!

And for the rest of our time here now we’ll be at the seaside – lets get the buckets and spades out!

An easygoing 6 miles on the path today …

Thursday 13th March 2025

It took two buses to get us to our start point today but the connections went like clockwork. We picked up the sea defence wall where Steve left off yesterday, near the village of Paull. The terrain immediately seemed to be improvement from the previous day so that was a bonus. In fact the whole day was relatively comfortable underfoot.

There was something for everyone – some road walking, sea defence walls, farmland paths, a stroll through the pretty village of Paull, more sea defence walls, industrial backdrops and a housing estate, before an easy pavement brought us back to the main road to catch the bus back into the city. There was just about a mile of a narrow, muddy and slippery path towards the end – but with a slow pace and full concentration I managed to stay fairly upright – regretted not having my walking pole once again!

I’m so in awe of Steve and how he manages to plan these routes – I just always feel I’m in the middle of nowhere and then suddenly it all seems to piece together. It all worked like a dream today, even the buses.

Our pretty bus stop

Being a shorter walk, we decided to stop off in the city for a while. I deposited Steve in a Quayside Bar and went for a little cultural stroll around the Old Town and Marina. You can really see the effort they put in to earn their “City of Culture” status in recent years. As well as grabbing the opportunity to enjoy the marvellous architecture, I paid a visit to Ferens Art Gallery – not huge but some wonderful art. And of course I then joined Steve to enjoy a couple of glasses of wine to round off the afternoon.

And now to continue with the ‘easygoing’ theme of the day … it’s dinner, feet up and early to bed. We are so rock and roll.

The long and not so winding path….

Wednesday 12th March 2025

Having donated significantly to the mileage over the last few days, Mrs R took the rather wise decision to decline the offer of 16 miles today into rather uncharted coastal paths.  

So I took the opportunity of a run / walk style, which actually ended up more walking as the path was very bumpy and I’d rather be cautious.  Although 16 miles in four hours is reasonable progress I’d suggest, considering that probably 10 – 15 minutes was wasted trying to work out which direction the alleged path took! Coastal path signs are rare in these parts at present.

 

Whilst the internet might suggest that the newly renamed “King Charles lll England Coastal Path” is complete, in reality there are quite a few sections that are at best in the planning stages.  Today was one of those days!

 

One of two or three signs in 16 miles

Can I mention how pleased I was to see this bridge having walked over a mile to reach it without being sure that it was a crossing point!

However in more positive news, whilst I didn’t see fellow walkers, there were quite a few hardy folks working the fields and flood defence systems, credit to them as it was chilly out there today with most of our English weather available in abundance… SUN, wind, rain, hail and sometimes all at the same time.  

Interesting to see some of the industrial highlights from the last few days from the other side of the Humber Estuary.

A highlight of today’s walk included crossing the Greenwich meridian.

I looked it up on Wikipedia:- Greenwich meridian, an imaginary line, last established in 1851, that was used to indicate 0° longitude. It passes through Greenwich, a borough of London, and terminates at the North and South poles. Because it indicated 0° longitude, it was also known as the prime meridian.

So I do believe that the rather tall (and rather cold) fella in the selfie has a foot either side of east and west in this wonderful world of ours, who would have thought what’s on offer just outside Hull eh? 

Anyways …. With our Humber Estuary walking nearly complete, there’s just a couple of small sections to cover off, we look forward to completing the Lincolnshire section with Ros and DJ over the weekend including Cleethorpes parkrun, why not indeed?  It’s then onto Yorkshire for next week including Scarborough and Bridlington.

PS If you liked this guest blog please tell Mrs R, if not then keep it to yourself eh?