Didn't we have a luverly time...

 

…..the day we went to West Wales

A fairly last minute trip to the seaside to take the air.

Staying at the very nice Hendre Mynach campsite, situated almost on the beach. 

We cycled, walked, chilled, and generally had a very relaxing much needed couple of days:

Farleton Fell and Hutton Roof

For reasons best known to themselves, Mike was on a mission to pass A Package to Jayme. Both Mike and Jayme had there own minders with them (just in case things got out of hand): Mike brought LTD, whilst Jayme brought Louis, a big lad, but a thoroughly pleasant one. I was also on a mission – to pass A Different Package to Mike.
I didn’t have a minder.

We met up at a suitably deserted spot where The Packages were handed over, and then we went for a walk.

You know that great big grey hill on the right as you head up the M6 by Kendal? Well that’s Farleton Fell, and that was our first objective. I’d mistakenly thought I’d been up there some years ago whilst on Challenge event, but as we started to climb I realised I was mistaken – the limestone features were quite spectacular, I’m sure I’d have remembered them.

I’m glad it was a mostly dry day, walking on limestone can be perilous in the wet.
The views from Farleton Fell were extensive: Blackpool Tower, Heysham Power Station, Morecambe Bay, the Lake District, the Howgills – and lots of limestone pavement.

Our next objective was Hutton Roof. There’s another Hutton Roof in the North Lakes, it wasn’t that one. Thankfully. That would have been too many miles for my little legs that day.
More great views, more limestone pavement. And butties and a brew.

We more or less retraced our steps back to our cars and then it was time to go home – apart from Mike who had his eye on a little top he wanted to bag.

It was a fine day out, our little walk was most enjoyable and it was good to be walking with friends again, this damned Covid-19 is a pain. 

Thanks to Mike and Jayme for having me along, and it was good to meet up with Louis for the first time. 

Where we went, 8½ – 9 miles:

Big Ride for Palestine

Friend Peter invited me to go for a 36 mile a bike ride, the distance represents the length of the military fence between Gaza and Israel. The ride was a fundraiser for those suffering the from the political turmoil of that region, plus it was a tool to highlight the plight of those suffering at the hands of politicians and military who have total disregard for human rights. And international law.

I rolled up at Peter’s house on Saturday morning and we pedalled off to meet 4 other cyclists who were to make up our group of 6…..Covid-19 and all that.

We trundled off, into Manchester, and really having quite a nice gentle ride that included Levenhulme, Moss Side, Old Trafford, Chorlton, Salford and maybe some other places too. I didn’t take a great deal of notice of the route – a was just following Our Leader.

During the course of the day we crossed paths with other groups of six, all taking part in the event. 

It was a good day out in the saddle, and for a cause I feel strongly about. Thanks to Peter for inviting me along – I reckon I’ll be back next year.

Only a few photos I’m afraid – and a couple of those were liberated from other participants and the event’s website. 

More information on the event can be found here.