Stretching Our Legs

Recently we've tried to make more a point of going for longer walks. Not only does it save me from feeling like a slug, it tires Pim out so I can get a good night's sleep without him wandering around the bedroom. It's pretty much a free day out too, not including breakfast. I live for days off and going for breakfast.

So this week we headed to Falstone, which is just below Kielder. We found a short-ish walk online (we're going to build up to the longer ones, let's not push our luck) and followed the directions around the village and along the old railway tracks, then back along the river. We stopped at a picnic bench and had some food. We didn't bump into anyone during the whole walk, it was absolutely ideal. 

 
 
 

The same day we headed along to Steel Rigg in Northumberland to finish my roll of film off. We attempted to climb it but I won't lie, I gave in about two thirds of the way up. In my defense, it was mega hot and I legitimately thought I was about to die. Pretty though.

 
 
 
 

Robin Hoods Bay

 

On one of our random drives a few weeks ago we ended up in Robin Hoods Bay, near Whitby. It's one of the nicest seaside towns I've come across. Every building, house or business, was properly cared for and looked after, with nautical details and flowers everywhere. The attention to detail in this little town is amazing. 

 
 
 
 

Dalby Forest

This week's mini adventure was a night camping in Yorkshire. We found a campsite that looked nice and chilled, booked it in advance, and headed down on Tuesday morning. The weather had warned me there might be a bit of drizzle later on in the day but we weren't prepared for the absolute torrential rain we actually got. We had to do an emergency trip to Go Outdoors and buy an extra tarp to put over the tent and a bush shelter so we could actually get a fire going (I refuse to camp without a campfire, it's the best part). The pitch we'd booked was hidden away in the trees away from everyone else, which would have been perfect in good weather. I'll have to go back at some point.

We stuck the night out in the tent, I wasn't wasting a trip to drive back home because of rain. It meant we didn't get out and about much on Tuesday though, which was a shame. Luckily, we woke up on Wednesday to a dry morning and we managed to get a bit of exploring done. We accidentally found ourselves in the Dalby forest, visiting the national trust Bridestones. The heather moorland on the way there was one of the nicest walks I've ever done, and the whole forest was filled with people doing all sorts of activities. Reminded me a little of the Cairngorms in Scotland.