A good night in Ulverston despite getting called out for singing along to Bohemian Rhapsody, OK there was some air guitar involved, and some good pie.Next morning it was a quick photograph of Laughing Gravy and his owners Stan and Ollie then back down the Ulverston canal and some coast following.Previously I had been using…

Still a porridge-preventing wind so a use-up-the-food breakfast of Cheese , Tortilla wraps and pork scratchings.Then a shorter walk into Ulverston via Flookborough. Once again lots of roads and cycle tracks but I did get to see Morecambe bay again by late afternoon.The days excitement was nearly being wiped out by a cyclist as he…

The wind that had been blowing all night was still blowing in the morning which meant no porridge as the gas cooker would either have blown out or blown over.Luckily I found a cafe in a rather nice stately home, Levens Hall, and had a first for me, black pudding hash, which was in all…

Aided by a Wetherspoons breakfast and a good view of Eric Morecambe I set off in a cheerful mood from Morecambe.The path took me along the mudflats and I got my first view of a cliff for a fortnight. Walking along the mudflats is made more exciting by the numerous signs warning me of rapidly…

Having sorted my campsite in rain and oncoming darkness the night before I was a bit slow getting moving in the morning and at 8am the farmer arrived with his quad bike , collie dog and about 150 sheep.I though I might be in for a bollocking but he was fine about it though he…

I am not a fan of MacDonalds but when you’re wild camped and a need to be packed up early in the morning then 24 hour service is a boon.Having had a breakfast bap I set off to Blackpool. Clearing a gateway of a herd of curious cows I was soon in Lytham.Lytham is a…

The knee was looking more it’s normal shape after a days rest in Preston but I played it safe with a shorter walk to just before Lytham.Leaving Preston walking alongside the Ribble in the rain gave a jubilee memory as the church bells carolled out for a long peal before settling to a steady toll…

This was to be a shortish 12 -mile walk to Presto finally getting to walk alongside the River Ribble.The rain continued from the night before as I crossed the low lying and now muddy farmland.I finally reached the embankment which bordered the Ribble. I approached a stile at the same time as another couple were…

Waking up from a good nights sleep in the sand dunes, I set off towards Southport.The walk to Southport was a long straight trudge, though that was better than the alternative of trekking over the dunes.Southport was busy with families enjoying the bank holiday. This was the beach Red Rum used to train over, he…

This was always going to be a bit challenging. It was to get me back alongside the Dee but on the English side.Thus I ended up walking through the suburbs of Chester and into the surrounding villages. It was not tremendously scenic so I looked, rather unsuccessfully, for signs of Jubilee celebrations.The weather was showery…