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- 30. apr. 2024, 10:53
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- CanadaAlbertaLansdowne53°29’13” N 113°32’55” W
My adventure
30. april, Canada ⋅ 🌧 1 °C
I just wanted to touch base with everyone before my trip to give them some information on what to expect on this years travel blog. I will be walking the Coast to Coast trail in Northern England. The trail was devised in 1973 by Alfred Wainright by cobbling together some existing trails and improvising on the between parts. The trail is 310 km long and passes through three of England's National Parks: The Lake district, the Yorkshire Dales and the North York Moors. The trail starts in a small town called St. Bees on the Irish Sea on the west coast of England and ends in Robin Bay on the North sea on the east side of England. I have booked accommodation in 14 different hotels/ bed and breakfasts/inns and taverns along the way. I will carry a day pack and I will have my luggage moved from one accommodation to the next with a luggage service. I have uploaded a map as a photo. If you click on the map it will expand it and you can see the whole route.
I will be leaving on the trip on Thursday May 2. I have a direct overnight flight to Amsterdam on KLM and then on Friday I will connect on to Newcastle on Tyne where I will stay for a night before taking a 3 hour train trip to St. Bees on the Irish Sea. Hopefully I won't be too jet lagged and travel exhausted by the time I arrive.
I have named the blog after a poem by the English poet William Wordsworth (1770-1850) entitled " I wondered lonely as a cloud". Wordsworth lived in the Lake District and hopefully I will be able to visit his house which is now a museum. This was one of my father's favourite poems which he could recite by memory. The poem is as follows:
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
If you enjoy the blog please leave a comment as I find if people are leaving comments it gives me more inspiration to write about my travels. I plan on posting a blog either daily or every other day so please keep checking into th blog. Finding penguins does not send out a link every time I post a blog. As the English like to say "Cheerio until my next blog"Les mer
Reisende When you arrive at Robin Hood’s Bay where they steal from the rich and give to the poor I suggest you acquire a decrepit skanky homeless look to ensure you are a receiver rather than a giver.
Reisende You are going to have so much fun! Can't wait to see the pics!
Reisende From my cousin “Perhaps he should! Better to be safe than sorry. Robin Hood’s Bay is very pretty. It’s close to Whitby, another pretty coastal town associated with the stories of Dracula. 🧛♂️ “