Doddington Hall, Lincolnshire

Greetings from Lincolnshire. Returning after a gap of a year, Mel is exhibiting again at the summer exhibition in the garden. A good standard of work here this year, better organised than last so here’s hoping to a productive month.

Always a pleasure to come here, a lovely venue and the farm shop, cafe and restaurant are always a highlight. Fantastic to meet up with artist friends as well, we spent a couple of fab evenings with delightful company.

We’ll be taking a couple of days to amble home, enjoying the scenery of a part of the country we don’t know too well.


South West Coast Path – Sennen Cove to Porthcurno and Cross Country

A lovely sunny day, light breeze, and what more excuse do you need for a walk along the coast path?

Definitely Britain at its best, although the only ones other than us enjoying it were German and Japanese tourists, or so it seemed. I think the Germans, under cover of their World Cup win, slipped in whilst no one was looking.


The Roaches in the Peak District

Whilst Mel did her last day in Liverpool, I started the journey south and then detoured to the edge of the Peak District to take advantage of the sunshine.

One both of our last two visits to the Peaks, we’d admired the craggy peaks of The Roaches, a ridge Millstone Grit that juts put of the landscape. A perfect opportunity to take a closer look.

I ended up having to curtail the walk as rain looked imminent, although in the end I god away without more than a few spits. The Roaches were gods, and a popular walking spot, and the views were excellent. I could see the coast at Liverpool, Snowdonia in Wales and I think as far south as Kington and Offa’s Dyke.


The Howgills and Cautley Spout

Leaving Wensleydale behind we stopped in the town of Sedbergh, known off its book shops. There were a few although just about every other type of shops also stocked books just to keep up the illusion.

We set off both over the Howgills, a nice grass covered ridge. Nice waking once you’d climbed up out of the town, which was a big of a stiff intro.

Once on top we looped right and down Cautley Spout which claims to god England’s highest waterfall above ground. Gaping Gill on nearby Ingleborough falls a greater distance but into a pot hole.

A pretty spot, and a nice view. Not a very clear day unfortunately so didn’t get much of a view of the Lake District which was just brooding through the misty haze.


Hardraw Force and Cotterdale

Second day of walking, this time a lap of Cotterdale, a small side valley off of Wensleydale. The valley is blind, so no through traffic which meant it would be more peaceful than Wensleydale itself, except the RAF seem to make use of all the dales for low level runs.

On the way out we went via Hawdraw Force which is billed as England’s largest single drop waterfall. Not all that impressive after a dry month but pleasant all the same.


Nice Cheese Grommit

Another chance to get away from normality, whatever that is. This time, although the intended destination was the Lake District, we find ourselves just East in the Yorkshire Dales. A nice 11 mile walk today, up one fell and down another.

Hawes, the town we are in, gets a visit from the Tour de France next weekend on its first stage. Camping easy this weekend, but next weekend, bedlam! By then, we’ll be on the Lancashire coast, just for a change.

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