While much of the world is busy watching the World Cup, a little corner of England is saying " Bonjour " to the Tour de France. The first leg of the race is in Yorkshire running from Leeds to Harrowgate. They will head north into Yorkshire Dales National Park and be running south down the Swaledale.
During my journey on the Coast to Coast Path last year, this leg through Swaledale was one of my favorite. Starting with a lovely hike up and over Nine Standards Rigg and a stay at the wonderful Keld Lodge.
The hike down the dale was chosen so I could divert to Muker to visit Swaledale Woolens, where I was forced to buy a hand-knit sweater.
http://www.swaledalewoollens.co.uk/
The dale was a lovely and picturesque as you would imagine starting at the ruins of Crackpot Hall
and through fields and across a ton of stiles of all shapes and sizes. This was the path to Muker.
I ripped my favorite hiking pants on this style, the day-lit gap is not more than 6 inches
Everywhere there were sheep of the most friendly temperament
Here is a map of the course. I hope it is a lovely day and that I can find a glimpse of the race, simply to relive some of the beauty of what I remember as one of my favorite part of the trail.
http://tdf.roadworks.org/
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Friday, May 23, 2014
Like Here, Only Different ~ Walking London, Camden Market
Camden Market. Something for everyone. Street food from around the world. Cute little dresses for cute little ladies.
Go hungry.
Much of the market is in old stables. Many horse sculptures.
Row upon row of food stalls
Tons of building details.
Old lock canal house is now a Starbucks
Main street.
Go hungry.
Much of the market is in old stables. Many horse sculptures.
Row upon row of food stalls
Tons of building details.
Old lock canal house is now a Starbucks
Main street.
Labels:
Camden market,
England,
london,
vacation,
vendors
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Like Here, Only Different ~ Day 7b Lamorna to Penzance
Lamorna to Penzance 6 miles; Lamorna, Mousehole, Newlyn, Penzance, St Michaels Mount. I stay at The Pendennis Guest House
www.thependennis.co.UK
My walk is done.
Today the weather turned. After a great breakfast I put on my waterproof gear and my long sleeve shirt and headed out in the opposite direction. The Merry Maidens stone circle is about 3/4 mile from the farm. It is the only authentic ancient circle on the route.
This pair of finches (?) were happy to sing in the rain
Todays walk started out up and down cliffs. Nothing horrible but the wet made me extra carefull on the boulders and rocks.
The rustic trail ends at Mousehole. (say "mowzl") This village, once an important fishing port now supports a thriving artists colony. A huge cave outside the village is said to have inspired the name. Dylan Thomas called Mousehole "the loveliest village in England". Records of the village go back to 1266 and the current quay dates to 1390. I have to agree, it was charming and tidy.
The town is filled with super narrow streets and little surprises around every corner.
I stopped for lunch at a pub and had to have a crab sandwich. I also had the best cup of coffee since I left home. There are tons of shops to look in and it was no practical to try to take anything away.
Newlyn it the next town and is another artists colony supporting many galleries. The fishing port dates back to 1435. Fishing boats were coming and going. All along the front street were fishmongers and fishery related businesses.
This boat arriving had a huge flock of Gull's in tow. That is St Michael's Mount in the background.
The long run-in to Penzance is along a waterfront bike path. We are off the cliffs and at sea-level.
East of town is Marazion and it is from there that one can visit St Michaels Mount, a 14th century Benedictine Priory. Records of the island date back to 1st century BC where they show that tin was loaded to ships from here. It is possible to walk to the island at low tide via a causeway. When the tide is up there is a little shuttle boat.
http://www.stmichaelsmount.co.uk/
Tomorrow it is the train back to London. A few days to relax then one more wee adventure.
www.thependennis.co.UK
My walk is done.
Today the weather turned. After a great breakfast I put on my waterproof gear and my long sleeve shirt and headed out in the opposite direction. The Merry Maidens stone circle is about 3/4 mile from the farm. It is the only authentic ancient circle on the route.
This pair of finches (?) were happy to sing in the rain
Todays walk started out up and down cliffs. Nothing horrible but the wet made me extra carefull on the boulders and rocks.
The rustic trail ends at Mousehole. (say "mowzl") This village, once an important fishing port now supports a thriving artists colony. A huge cave outside the village is said to have inspired the name. Dylan Thomas called Mousehole "the loveliest village in England". Records of the village go back to 1266 and the current quay dates to 1390. I have to agree, it was charming and tidy.
The town is filled with super narrow streets and little surprises around every corner.
I stopped for lunch at a pub and had to have a crab sandwich. I also had the best cup of coffee since I left home. There are tons of shops to look in and it was no practical to try to take anything away.
Newlyn it the next town and is another artists colony supporting many galleries. The fishing port dates back to 1435. Fishing boats were coming and going. All along the front street were fishmongers and fishery related businesses.
This boat arriving had a huge flock of Gull's in tow. That is St Michael's Mount in the background.
The long run-in to Penzance is along a waterfront bike path. We are off the cliffs and at sea-level.
East of town is Marazion and it is from there that one can visit St Michaels Mount, a 14th century Benedictine Priory. Records of the island date back to 1st century BC where they show that tin was loaded to ships from here. It is possible to walk to the island at low tide via a causeway. When the tide is up there is a little shuttle boat.
http://www.stmichaelsmount.co.uk/
Tomorrow it is the train back to London. A few days to relax then one more wee adventure.
Labels:
Cornwall,
Cornwall Coast Path,
England,
Lamorna,
Mousehole,
Penzance,
St Michaels Mount,
The Pendennis Guest House,
vacation,
walking
Location:
Penzance, Cornwall, UK
Monday, May 19, 2014
Like Here, Only Different ~ Day 6b Porthcurno to Lamorna
Porthcurno to Lamorna 5 miles; Porthcurno, Tater Du Lighthouse, Lamora.
I am staying at Trenergow Farmhouse
http://www.lamorna.biz/
My room has a canopy bed!
This stretch of coast has a sub-tropical and it will not be unusual to see gardens with palms and other warm weather loving species. The way, however is filled with ups, downs and many boulder scrambles.
Though only five or six miles, it is comprised of five headlands which must be climbed up then climbed down. Up I don't mind so much, it is the irregular down which puts a ton of pressure on the knees.
This is the last day of fair weather. Tomorrow it is guaranteed rain. You can feel the humidity and the low clouds never burned off.
The view of the sea from my room window will not be filled with sunset tonight.
There are flat heath upland being managed for bird conservation. The Gorse and other large shrubs have been trimmed down and a small herd of Dartmoor Ponies are in place to keep the area grazed.
Coming down from a headland you are usually treated with another climb. Today one cove served as a landing for some fishermen.
Penberth Cove.
I thought that the catch would be crab or lobster since all along the way there were pots being tended.
I stopped to chat with a fisherman who was having his catch weighed.
Beautiful mackerel!
Just a little cove with some working buildings and a cottage. Lovely
Some of the tops and edges had oak and maple woods. Most of the way was high hedges and a lot of nettle. Cropland comes right up to the edges.
Four and a half hours and I am at Lamorna Cove. I decided dinner tonight might have to be a loose affair, so I had a bowl of crab and fish soup (wonderful with a touch of heat) and a nice salad. Plus two massive hunks of homemade bread. I tucked a bread away and bought a bottle of cider.
Cider, cheese, bread and apple for dinner.
It was a day filled with little things to enjoy. The Tater Du Lighthouse.
Many singing birds including this Chaffinch.
The extra long 1 1/2 mile up the valley and across the plateau to the farm took me past the Lamorna Wink, a pub really in the middle of nowhere. The little valley has been home to many artists but the Wink goes further back. Obviously the fish and shellfish industry has long been part of these many coves, which we will see again tomorrow. The Wink is closed tonight so I planned correctly for dinner. The only option would be about 3 miles round trip walk.
I am staying at Trenergow Farmhouse
http://www.lamorna.biz/
My room has a canopy bed!
This stretch of coast has a sub-tropical and it will not be unusual to see gardens with palms and other warm weather loving species. The way, however is filled with ups, downs and many boulder scrambles.
Though only five or six miles, it is comprised of five headlands which must be climbed up then climbed down. Up I don't mind so much, it is the irregular down which puts a ton of pressure on the knees.
This is the last day of fair weather. Tomorrow it is guaranteed rain. You can feel the humidity and the low clouds never burned off.
The view of the sea from my room window will not be filled with sunset tonight.
There are flat heath upland being managed for bird conservation. The Gorse and other large shrubs have been trimmed down and a small herd of Dartmoor Ponies are in place to keep the area grazed.
Coming down from a headland you are usually treated with another climb. Today one cove served as a landing for some fishermen.
Penberth Cove.
I thought that the catch would be crab or lobster since all along the way there were pots being tended.
I stopped to chat with a fisherman who was having his catch weighed.
Beautiful mackerel!
Just a little cove with some working buildings and a cottage. Lovely
Some of the tops and edges had oak and maple woods. Most of the way was high hedges and a lot of nettle. Cropland comes right up to the edges.
Four and a half hours and I am at Lamorna Cove. I decided dinner tonight might have to be a loose affair, so I had a bowl of crab and fish soup (wonderful with a touch of heat) and a nice salad. Plus two massive hunks of homemade bread. I tucked a bread away and bought a bottle of cider.
Cider, cheese, bread and apple for dinner.
It was a day filled with little things to enjoy. The Tater Du Lighthouse.
The extra long 1 1/2 mile up the valley and across the plateau to the farm took me past the Lamorna Wink, a pub really in the middle of nowhere. The little valley has been home to many artists but the Wink goes further back. Obviously the fish and shellfish industry has long been part of these many coves, which we will see again tomorrow. The Wink is closed tonight so I planned correctly for dinner. The only option would be about 3 miles round trip walk.
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Like Here, Only Different ~ Day 5b Sennen Cove to Porthcurno
Sennen Cove to Porthcurno 6 miles Lands End , Porthgwarra ,St Levans Church, Porthcurno Telegraph Museum, Minack Theater, Porthcurno. I stay at SeaView House
http://www.seaviewhouseporthcurno.com/default.html
This is a fast day and there is a ton of things to see and do. The way holds a lot of promise of nature spotting as Gray Seals play hide n seek in the waves. All along this stretch the waves have formed land bridges and arches carved over the eons of time.
I am glad I returned to the trail exactly at Land's End. I turned left and started down the trail. I heard a bird chattering and there was a Chough! These rare birds have been holding on in the areas east in Devon. Recently they have been reintroduced to Cornwall.
A small, slim Crow-like bird with a bright red, curved bill and bright red legs. This bird had leg rings on for identification.
The bird goose-steped around and probed and flipped the turf looking for food. The whole time chattering away. I am sure as soon as the crowds showed up he would have pushed off to quieter ground.
The way is short and fast and Porthcurno comes up quickly. I strolled along as slow as I could. I sat and watched a Navy helicopter do a rescue drill far off shore. They lifted a stretcher up to the chopper and later I saw them lowering a man on to a smaller craft.
It is probable that this chopper was attached to the same unit that Prince William flew for.
As you can see, the weather is a touch cooler and there is a fine fog and light clouds are moving in. I was able to walk without my sun shirt and it was fresh and comfortable.
The coastline here is noticeably different. We are in the English Channel, but barely. The waves don't roll in as strongly as they did further north. All along this stretch, caves and pillars have been carved. There were no further mine relics, but there was a remnant Iron Age fortress just south of Lands End.
I managed to dawdle enough to get to Porthgwarra at noon. This was a pretty little cove with a patch of sand, a dozen or so houses to let and the "little place that sells cake". This gives you a feeling for what some of the trails are like. They are somewhat narrow and skirt right along the edges of the cliffs. There is no fence.
I had a slice of farmhouse cake. A stout vanilla cake with raisins and strawberries. A nice latte and a chat I whittled down the clock. It was delish and I have a source for preserved strawberries, so this cake goes in my mental "to-do" list.
The door if the shack had a sightings board reporting today's sightings of birds and sea mammals.
Walking away from the cafe I knew I only had a mile or so of easy walk to go.. My lodgings would not be ready until four. I could see St Levans Church and took the permissive path from the main trail to visit.
Here St Levans Church, a 12th century structure promises medieval Celtic carvings decorating the pews. Some are more contemporary, to blend in , but sea creatures are the main subjects.
The Porthcourno Telegraph Museum tells the story of the laying of the first trans-Atlantic telegraph cable. It landed here. There are also an underground WWII communication center was here. Sadly, however, the museum itself is closed for a remodel.
Minack Theatre is a unique venue. The amphitheater was carved from the stone hillside and outdoor theatre productions take place in the spring and summer. Tonight it is dark as they get ready to start a new production tomorrow. Just my luck, right? But there is a pretty garden with some unique plants.
It is Sunday and that means Sunday Roast at the pub. Typically this is roast meats and chicken, Yorkshire Pudding and vegetables and potatoes. It was OK, though I wish I had chosen pork over beef. I had a nice chat with two ladies who are also staying at the B&B.
The weather is changing and it is the land here that will decide what happens. This small strip of land is a type of banana belt, so I will have to carry my poncho the next two days.
http://www.seaviewhouseporthcurno.com/default.html
This is a fast day and there is a ton of things to see and do. The way holds a lot of promise of nature spotting as Gray Seals play hide n seek in the waves. All along this stretch the waves have formed land bridges and arches carved over the eons of time.
I am glad I returned to the trail exactly at Land's End. I turned left and started down the trail. I heard a bird chattering and there was a Chough! These rare birds have been holding on in the areas east in Devon. Recently they have been reintroduced to Cornwall.
A small, slim Crow-like bird with a bright red, curved bill and bright red legs. This bird had leg rings on for identification.
The bird goose-steped around and probed and flipped the turf looking for food. The whole time chattering away. I am sure as soon as the crowds showed up he would have pushed off to quieter ground.
The way is short and fast and Porthcurno comes up quickly. I strolled along as slow as I could. I sat and watched a Navy helicopter do a rescue drill far off shore. They lifted a stretcher up to the chopper and later I saw them lowering a man on to a smaller craft.
It is probable that this chopper was attached to the same unit that Prince William flew for.
As you can see, the weather is a touch cooler and there is a fine fog and light clouds are moving in. I was able to walk without my sun shirt and it was fresh and comfortable.
The coastline here is noticeably different. We are in the English Channel, but barely. The waves don't roll in as strongly as they did further north. All along this stretch, caves and pillars have been carved. There were no further mine relics, but there was a remnant Iron Age fortress just south of Lands End.
I managed to dawdle enough to get to Porthgwarra at noon. This was a pretty little cove with a patch of sand, a dozen or so houses to let and the "little place that sells cake". This gives you a feeling for what some of the trails are like. They are somewhat narrow and skirt right along the edges of the cliffs. There is no fence.
I had a slice of farmhouse cake. A stout vanilla cake with raisins and strawberries. A nice latte and a chat I whittled down the clock. It was delish and I have a source for preserved strawberries, so this cake goes in my mental "to-do" list.
The door if the shack had a sightings board reporting today's sightings of birds and sea mammals.
Walking away from the cafe I knew I only had a mile or so of easy walk to go.. My lodgings would not be ready until four. I could see St Levans Church and took the permissive path from the main trail to visit.
Here St Levans Church, a 12th century structure promises medieval Celtic carvings decorating the pews. Some are more contemporary, to blend in , but sea creatures are the main subjects.
The Porthcourno Telegraph Museum tells the story of the laying of the first trans-Atlantic telegraph cable. It landed here. There are also an underground WWII communication center was here. Sadly, however, the museum itself is closed for a remodel.
Minack Theatre is a unique venue. The amphitheater was carved from the stone hillside and outdoor theatre productions take place in the spring and summer. Tonight it is dark as they get ready to start a new production tomorrow. Just my luck, right? But there is a pretty garden with some unique plants.
It is Sunday and that means Sunday Roast at the pub. Typically this is roast meats and chicken, Yorkshire Pudding and vegetables and potatoes. It was OK, though I wish I had chosen pork over beef. I had a nice chat with two ladies who are also staying at the B&B.
The weather is changing and it is the land here that will decide what happens. This small strip of land is a type of banana belt, so I will have to carry my poncho the next two days.
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