Living for the weekend
Apparently I have ancestors who lived in the north east, which may explain my predilection for walking in the area. … Continue reading Living for the weekend
Tag: Weardale Way
Walking in famous footsteps
“I’ll have a cappucinoo and a lattee please,” the gravelly tones of a north east accent softly wove local dialect … Continue reading Walking in famous footsteps
A Land of the Prince Bishops
“It’s Thursday so I go to bingo in the morning and I go dancing in the afternoon,” said the 87 … Continue reading A Land of the Prince Bishops
The relaxed freedom of walking solo
I was faced with a hat bobbing above a pair of dark brown trousered legs in a woodland glade. The … Continue reading The relaxed freedom of walking solo
Weardale Way – Frosterley to Wolsingham
“Can I order a pot of tea please?” The young landlord of the Black Bull had finally returned to the … Continue reading Weardale Way – Frosterley to Wolsingham
The Weardale Way – Stanhope to Frosterley
“Flippin’ ‘eck,” exclaimed Helen quietly, “it’s like watching a rat up a drainpipe.” She and I had watched Linda move … Continue reading The Weardale Way – Stanhope to Frosterley
The Weardale Way – Westgate to Stanhope via Rookhope
This was the second stage in my route but the first day I actually set foot on the Weardale Way. … Continue reading The Weardale Way – Westgate to Stanhope via Rookhope
The Weardale Way – Killhope to Westgate
“Would you like a jelly baby?” An elderly lady, wearing a remarkable pair of bright turquoise thick socks with her … Continue reading The Weardale Way – Killhope to Westgate
Walking with my camera 