Turn Right At Liverpool And Keep Walking – Day 76 Flimby To Mawbray – 6 September 2018

The mornings are really dark now and there is a chill in the air. I miss the cheeky connection at Carlisle ( a connection I could only make if my train in was slightly early, or my outward train slightly late) but not to worry I have a chance to have a look at Carlisle station.

Arriving in Flimby the weather is bright , and visibility good. The path is also easy to follow here with a good view to Maryport harbour

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I keep to the path as much as possible, the sand is too soft to make for comfortable walking and make good progress to Maryport. The coastal path is also well signposted here. They always do that at the coast when the path is clearly following the sea’s edge like this

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I really wish they could be so thorough when the path veers off for docks or other things which stop you from relying on your line of sight. I know why they don’t – it’s great to advertise a coastal path to encourage casual walkers when they spot it at the seaside. It is not quite so inspiring when you are negoitating it through town centres , Asda trolleys and Halfords car parks, or walking along the high railings of a railway line with not a drop of water in sight. I understand that advertising a path past a tip is not the greatest way to promote the English Coastal Way, but perhaps a few acorns (the symbol denoting the path) peppered along the route would help the more hardy traveller.

Please…

Anyways, there are plenty of people walking dogs along the route so it is well used, and the footbridges over gullies and dips are most welcome

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I bid good morning to all, and always get a greeting back.

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It’s good progress and in 40 minutes I have done the two miles to Maryport, passing under the abandoned railway line to the harbour. Maryport is a Regency town, founded in the 18th Century to serve the coalfields. However, it was used by the Romans as a harbour and has many artefacts for that time. It’s built on a grid system, and looks well worth a return visit some time.

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Even the gulls are friendly!

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There’s a long promenade out towards the next village, Allonby, testament to the fact that this was once a popular seaside destination for Carlisle. It helps make good time on the walk, the coast is very rocky here

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Along the track, I pass a well weathered road sign, interestingly that sign is facing the sea, to help walkers too. There are many of these  Victorian signs in Cumbria, but most have been restored by local residents to a better state of repair. Still this one has a nice weatherworn feeling to it.

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Allonby is another well kept village. Even thoough the beaches this side do not come up the the wild beauty of the Northumbrian sands, the towns and villages  do win hands down as I venture North.

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I pass a doggy grave.

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My knee unfortunately starts giving out, and I decide I can’t do the five miles to Silloth in enough time to catch the bus , so I find a bus stop at Mawbray. There are fine views over the Solway Firth at this point.

 

However, Mawbray is a bit of a one horse town, there are only three buses a day , which will present a challenge for my next stage, more so given that I think Silloth has only two a day to Carlisle.

There was once a railway passing along this road, either that or the farmer collects abandoned tracks

I haven’t managed as far as I wanted, I walked 11 miles, but the next 5 to Silloth would have been too risky for the onward connections. The next few stages will be tricky with the sparse public transport on offer. Still it will make it interesting……

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It is however, otherwise quite an empty place, the village is up the road, but this is their only transport link to the outside world. There’s not even somewhere to sit in the bus shelter! I catch the bus to Silloth (which is lovely , but you will have to wait for the next stage to find out about it) then onwards to Carlisle, where I have an unsuccesful search for a Cumberland sausage sandwich (if you cant buy one there, where can you buy one)

 

Back at the station, with me safely inside the rain that was hovering all morning over the Scottish side finally arrives and drenches the town. It is reassuring to hear the clatter of the rain echo on the station roof whilst I am dry underneath.

Compared with the journey along the coast , the TPE is superfast, and although I miss the slow Bummelzug that winds along the coast, it is pleasant to have a quick journey back to Manchester.

Copyright Allan Russell 2018

 

 

 

 

 

Author: allanprussell

Big houses in the Heatons and others that take my interest.

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