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First walk of the year
Jan. 13th, 2008 10:42 amOn Friday ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
durham_rambler asked me, "Any idea where you'd like to walk tomorrow?" "How about the circular from Fulwell Mill and along the cliffs, lunch at Marsden Grotto?" "That would work - and the last bit's in town, so it wouldn't matter if we were back after sunset..."
Yesterday morningdurham_rambler announced: "I think I'd like to walk along the Tyne from Newburn to Wylam and back, today." Some lively negotiation followed, as a result of which, yesterday we walked along the Tyne from Wylam to Newburn and back (the difference being that this way we get to lunch in the Keelman at Newburn, which is the Big Lamp brewery tap).
The forecast had been for a bright cold day, but the brightness never quite reached us; occasionally we'd see sunshine bathing the hillside, gilding the roofs of the sprawl of houses. Mostly the light was grey, chilly rather than icy but feeling colder with the damp. Puddles along the path were frozen and crunched satisfyingly, but the shattered ice was melting as the day went on.
It's a walk we've done any number of times, but there's always a new twist; this time we followed the trail across Ryton Willows under the railway to the Curling Pond, skimmed across its entire surface with a skin of ice - but then, it was made to freeze over (and nothing like solid enough for curling).
durham_rambler asked me, "Any idea where you'd like to walk tomorrow?" "How about the circular from Fulwell Mill and along the cliffs, lunch at Marsden Grotto?" "That would work - and the last bit's in town, so it wouldn't matter if we were back after sunset..."Yesterday morning
durham_rambler announced: "I think I'd like to walk along the Tyne from Newburn to Wylam and back, today." Some lively negotiation followed, as a result of which, yesterday we walked along the Tyne from Wylam to Newburn and back (the difference being that this way we get to lunch in the Keelman at Newburn, which is the Big Lamp brewery tap).The forecast had been for a bright cold day, but the brightness never quite reached us; occasionally we'd see sunshine bathing the hillside, gilding the roofs of the sprawl of houses. Mostly the light was grey, chilly rather than icy but feeling colder with the damp. Puddles along the path were frozen and crunched satisfyingly, but the shattered ice was melting as the day went on.It's a walk we've done any number of times, but there's always a new twist; this time we followed the trail across Ryton Willows under the railway to the Curling Pond, skimmed across its entire surface with a skin of ice - but then, it was made to freeze over (and nothing like solid enough for curling).
