17 Day Itinerary

Our walk begins in St. Bee's on the West Coast of Great Britain at the Irish Sea. Almost 200 miles later, we will find ourselves at the North Sea in Robin Hood's Bay.

Day 1 - Moor Row, 9 miles The Jasmine House
Day 2 - Ennerdale, 8 miles Low Cock How Farm
Day 3 - Seatoller, 14 miles Seatoller Farm
Day 4 - Grasmere, 10.5 miles Town Head Farm
Day 5 - Patterdale, 7.5 miles Grisdale Lodge
Day 6 - Shap, 16 miles Brookfield House
Day 7 - Orton, 8 miles The Westons
Day 8 - Kirby Stephen, 13.5 miles The Black Bull
Day 9 - Keld, 14 miles Keld Lodge
Day 10 - Richmond, 14 miles The Old Brewery
Day 11 - Danby-Wiske, 14 miles Old School House
Day 12 - Osmotherly, 12 miles 32 South End
Day 13 - Clay Bank Top, 11 miles The Maltkiln House
Day 14 - Blakley Ridge, 8.5 miles The Sevenford House
Day 15 - Grosmont, 14 miles The Station Inn
Day 16 - Robin Hood's Bay, 16 miles The Raven House

Of course, these distances don't account for getting lost and doubling back a few times, avoiding an aggressive herd of heifers or navigating the moors.... or wandering off in search of a pint.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Beware the Weather

We will be Coast to Coasting in only four weeks.  That's one month for those of you with poor math skills.  One month!

It snowed in the UK's Lake District over the weekend.  Our first week of walking will be through those mountains.  I don't know about you, but that is ridiculously exciting for one who lives on a tropical island with an almost ever present sun.  Snow!!  Today it's in the low 40s in St Bee's, which is where our Walk begins.  I hope its snowing for at least part of our Lake District adventure...Lauren and I both miss snow and she will be so happy to be in the white stuff again that she won't notice the many miles of walking.  Well, at least not so much.

Just imagine it....  walking 8 to 10 miles over mountains and around beautiful mountain lakes while lilly white snow flakes float down from a dark grey sky.  Somewhere in those miles, you see the welcome sight of a pub come into view.  Smoke billowing from its crooked chimney.  The smell of fish and chips and bangers and mash wafting through the air.  We'll hunker down close to the fire with a pint of the dark stuff and warm our bellies with a good meal.  Maybe a short nap by the fire and we'll be off again through the snow to the next pub.

Jealous yet?

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