It's only a short walk..........
said Dave as we settled on the metro from Newcastle Haymarket.
Four of us out today for an extra, midweek gadgie walk by coast and country, Harry, Dave, Herbie and I. Dave has discovered that he has 13 pedometers and feels he should be known as a "pedometer fetishist." Bearing in mind the sad fate of the paediatrician from Plymouth who was attacked by a gang of ignorant vigilantes I think he should take care! Herbie has raided Greggs for sandwiches and his tardis* rucsac is overflowing.
This short walk begins at East Boldon metro station where we got off the train. Immediately out of the station turn right on Station Road, cross over and walk down Cleadon Lane. At the end turn right onto Boldon Lane and continue to the village of Cleadon. Across the road from the village pond and heading north is Sunniside Lane and after about threequarters of a mile a signpost on the right hand side points you towards Cleadon Hills. Follow the footpath to the top of the hill, unmistakeable as the tower of a windmill sits there, no sails, just a tower.
The view from here is breathtaking. North to Tynemouth Priory and castle, west to Newcastle with St. James' Park** clearly visible, south west towards Consett and south to Sunderland, the Stadium of light also clearly seen.
The footpath going south east towards Whitburn is "Bede's Way", some imaginative person possibly claiming this is the route followed by the Venerable author on his way from St. Peter's in Monkwearmouth to St. Paul's in Jarrow. The path, quite rightly, goes round the edges of the fields to Wellands Farm and a road then takes you to Whitburn where we declared a Herbiespot sitting on a bench in warm February sunlight. The temperature in Durham reached 17.4 C today and it can't have been much cooler in Whitburn. After sandwiches we walked down to the parish church which was first built in the 11th century. Although the building was locked the tower offered evidence of Norman construction. I may well be wrong, I often am according to my wife, but this church does not appear to be dedicated to any saint.
said Dave as we settled on the metro from Newcastle Haymarket.
Four of us out today for an extra, midweek gadgie walk by coast and country, Harry, Dave, Herbie and I. Dave has discovered that he has 13 pedometers and feels he should be known as a "pedometer fetishist." Bearing in mind the sad fate of the paediatrician from Plymouth who was attacked by a gang of ignorant vigilantes I think he should take care! Herbie has raided Greggs for sandwiches and his tardis* rucsac is overflowing.
This short walk begins at East Boldon metro station where we got off the train. Immediately out of the station turn right on Station Road, cross over and walk down Cleadon Lane. At the end turn right onto Boldon Lane and continue to the village of Cleadon. Across the road from the village pond and heading north is Sunniside Lane and after about threequarters of a mile a signpost on the right hand side points you towards Cleadon Hills. Follow the footpath to the top of the hill, unmistakeable as the tower of a windmill sits there, no sails, just a tower.
The windmill on Cleadon Hill. |
The view from here is breathtaking. North to Tynemouth Priory and castle, west to Newcastle with St. James' Park** clearly visible, south west towards Consett and south to Sunderland, the Stadium of light also clearly seen.
The footpath going south east towards Whitburn is "Bede's Way", some imaginative person possibly claiming this is the route followed by the Venerable author on his way from St. Peter's in Monkwearmouth to St. Paul's in Jarrow. The path, quite rightly, goes round the edges of the fields to Wellands Farm and a road then takes you to Whitburn where we declared a Herbiespot sitting on a bench in warm February sunlight. The temperature in Durham reached 17.4 C today and it can't have been much cooler in Whitburn. After sandwiches we walked down to the parish church which was first built in the 11th century. Although the building was locked the tower offered evidence of Norman construction. I may well be wrong, I often am according to my wife, but this church does not appear to be dedicated to any saint.
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