Coast to Coast UK - Onwards and Upwards
We have received a baptism of water on reaching St Bees, the starting point for the Coast to Coast walk. The perfect Lakeland weather we have enjoyed since arriving in Coniston has transformed dramatically.
It had in fact begun to rain before we left Bank Ground Farm
this morning and continued to do so throughout the day. We had to drive the
hire car back to Preston, and then board a train - two trains in fact - to St
Bees, back in the western Lake District. This
was a strange, roundabout way to ensure we had a car for the five days in the
Lakes, which we then of course, didn’t need for the ongoing adventure.
It was a 90-minute drive back to Preston, and thanks to
Wallsy’s system of precision timetabling, we were at the station with half an
hour to spare (just time for a coffee and a muffin) before the train to
Barrow-in-Furness departed at 11:44. The train trip was a little over an hour
and we arrived punctually, with just enough time to
transit between platforms and settle ourselves on the train which would take us
on to St.Bees. This trip too was just over an hour in length, and I had been
looking forward to the coastal views promised by the proximity of the line to
the seashore. I am sure it would have been a picturesque ride, had we been able
to see beyond the rain.
We arrived in St. Bees on time and after waiting for the
train to clear the station so we could cross the road, we found our
accommodation, literally a stone’s throw away. We arrived at the same time as 6
other pilgrims, as we had all disembarked from the same train. Disconcertingly,
there didn’t seem to be anyone to greet us and check us in, however a quick
phone call made by one of the
non-international travellers, quickly solved that problem and the lovely Carol
opened the door to admit us all to Stonehouse Farm B&B.
It was cosy and thankfully dry inside, and we were quickly
settled in our lovely room at the top of the first flight of stairs. We had
however, planned to walk out to the start of the Coast to Coast Path and then
around the headland past the lighthouse today, enabling us to join the track
further inland tomorrow, as a means of shortening an otherwise 23km day. As it was only 3pm we
went ahead as planned, found the starting marker and set off up the track that
follows the headland, part of the English Coast Path.
Tradition demands you either dip your toe in the Irish Sea
before you start or take a pebble from the beach to carry with you, but the
tide was so far out, neither of these rituals were possible. We settled for a
photo in front of the marker instead. The path up to the cliff top was quite
muddy and flowing with water in parts. It crossed through farm fields full of
inquisitive cows and sheep that looked at us questioningly. The viewing point
across the Irish Sea from which you are supposed to be able to see to the Isle
of Man revealed nothing but grey ocean, the Isle lost in the mist.
If there was a lighthouse on the headland, it was well
hidden in fog and we finally turned back after an hour of trekking, deeming the
cliff tops too dangerous in such conditions. Back in the B&B we sorted our
packs for tomorrow, put tags on our luggage in the hope that it reaches
tomorrow night’s hotel ahead of us, and headed three doors up the road for
dinner at one of only two pubs in town, The Queens.
Dinner was delicious. I enjoyed lamb shank, mash and real
broccoli, carrot and beans. It was exciting to enjoy a meal with lots of fresh
vegetables – always the thing I miss most when travelling and eating out a lot.
Stephen had a Wagyu burger and some of my veggies! Back in the room we have
studied the guidebook and the maps for tomorrow’s section of the walk and feel
somewhat confident that we know where we are going.
Time will tell!
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