After camping on a cliff top near Horden. my next mission was breakfast. After having been waylaid by several people as I took my tent down, all friendly and cheerful, I set off for Horden.On the way I met a chap and asked for his recommendation, he suggested the local corner shop did hot dogs…

After a walk round the Stadium of Light and a filling breakfast at Roker End Café I made my way out of Sunderland. I passed by Hendon which provided me with no trouble but a gable end mural of a Sunderland hero Raich Carter.The wind picked up, and as the waves crashed in you could…

Some times when your walking a little bit of serendipity happens and you’re in just the right place at the right time.I arrived in Seaham at about 2pm planning on getting lunch and a bit of a break. I spent a few minutes photographing a big sculpture of a WW1 soldier that Seaham. As I…

Being the only guest in the Grotto hotel I made a sterling effort to eat my own weight in breakfast cereal and yoghurt before doing a nine mile walk into Sunderland.The coast line was rocky with the strong smell of the seabird colonies wafting up over the cliffs. I met a couple of cyclists who…

Finally leaving Whitley bay, I set off South to Tynemouth, on the promenade at Cullercoats I got into conversation with a local who told me about the grotto, a hotel built into the cliffs near Whitburn.As I passed through Tynemouth I saw rows of memorial benches one caught my eye it memorialised three men of…

Woke up to a sunny morning on the beach and used the bags of sea coal that people had collected as a platform to keep my gear off the sand.Then it was off to see if New Biggin could provide a breakfast. They didn’t let me down, a full size breakfast at CeeJay’s Cafe which…

I woke on the beach to the reassuring sound of rain pattering down on my tent. The good news was it was keeping the rain out in a very competent manner. I had planned to have breakfast in Almouth but had discovered that the earliest anyone opened was 10am. The rain stopped at 8am so…

The day started slightly worrying with a power cut in my B + B but luckily they cooked with gas so my ever important breakfast was still good to. And it went.The England Coastal path was now putting up signs as if there was no tomorrow, finger posts, stickers and even metal reflective signs in…

A slightly longer walk than I allowed for as it was nearly four miles from my hotel on holy island to the mainland. I’m glad I didn’t have to rush to beat the tide.Then it was walking mainly through farmland parallel to the coast. Easy walking but not very inspiring. Then back to the sea…

A short walk today from Beal over the causeway to Holy Island where I had found some accommodation. This was incredibly lucky as they are usually booked up months ahead.The tides meant I needed to be up early to get across the causeway before it flooded. Once on Holy Island I did a detour and…