A find day throughout, so we made the most and set out along the lovely sandy beach, past the impressive Bamburgh Castle, towards the town of Seahouses.
Bamburgh is gentrified, whereas Seahouses is more kiss me quick, but not too bad. Fortunately there was coffee and cake, rejected at the first establishment, but welcomed at the second, a whopping great slice of fudge cake. I think it’s time to cut down on those mid-walk treats, or the walking will be having little benefit.
After lunch, the tide had turned which allowed us to cross the causeway to Holy Island, otherwise known as Lindisfarne. We did a quick walk around the island, but most most things were closed except for the old lookout tower, which had a bit of info on the island. Then a chap came to lock up, and walked with us for a while, he’d been there all his life and so we got an interesting little personal tour, which was nice.
We headed off then to stay with Stephen and Suzanne who lived across the road from us back in Langley Marsh. It was nice to catch up with them, to see their home from which they run a B&B, and they were kind enough to let us stay.