I want to encourage in others the ambition to devise with the aid of maps their own cross-country marathons and not be merely followers of other people’s routes.
England’s Coast to Coast is roughly 192 miles from the Irish Sea to the North Sea, but I added another 50 miles peak bagging in the lake District.
Coast-to-Coast + aliloop-of-the-lakes, England – June, 2018
I want to encourage in others the ambition to devise with the aid of maps their own cross-country marathons and…Read
C2C: gear list
It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end. …Read
C2C: day 1, getting to the start
Everywhere is within walking distance, if you have the time. – Steven Wright And so, it begins. But not so…Read
C2C: day 2, Manchester to St. Bees
You were made to soar, to crash to earth then to rise and soar again. – Alfred Wainwright It’s half…Read
C2C: day 3, St. Bees to Ennerdale Water
I haven’t been everywhere, but it’s on my list. – Susan Sontag The morning began with the sound of birds…Read
C2C: day 4, Ennerdale Water to Wasdale
Nothing is as close to magic as nature. – Anastasia Bolinder It’s happened again. I’ve found myself in a pub,…Read
C2C: day 5, Wasdale to Seathwaite
There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as…Read
C2C: day 6, climb on and have fun
Mountains have a way of dealing with overconfidence. – Hermann Buhl The crag gods tested me, but they must have…Read
C2C: day 7, Seatollar to Keswick
Walking: the most ancient exercise and still the best modern exercise. – Carrie Latet There are five good reasons to…Read
C2C: day 8, Keswick to below Blencathra
Now I see the secret of making the best person, it is to grow in the open air and to…Read
C2C: day 9, Blencathra to Mosedale Beck, below Clough Head
It always rains on tents. Rainstorms will travel thousands of miles, against prevailing winds for the opportunity to rain on…Read
C2C: day 10, Mosedale Beck to Grisedale Tarn
There are two kinds of climbers, those who climb because their heart sings when they’re in the mountains, and all…Read
C2C: day 11, Grisedale Tarn to Haweswater
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and…Read
C2C: day 12, Haweswater to Orton
I have two doctors, my left leg and my right. – G.M. Trevelyan What a sight to see beautiful Orton…Read
C2C: day 13, Orton to Ravenseat Farm
You need special shoes for hiking — and a bit of a special soul as well. – Terri Guillemets The…Read
C2C: day 14, Ravenseat to Reeth
I like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here. – Wislawa Szymborska I broke two…Read
C2C: day 15, Reeth to St. Giles Farm
Travel far enough, you meet yourself. – David Mitchell Another stunningly beautiful, bright, sunny day completely out of the norm…Read
C2C: day 16, St. Giles Farm to Ingleby Arncliffe
Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you. – Frank Lloyd Wright Today was the…Read
C2C: day 17, Ingelby Arncliffe to Blakey Ridge
Me thinks that the moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to flow. – Henry David Thoreau Rain…Read
C2C: day 18, Blakey Ridge to Grosmont
Desert, jungle, mountains or coast; I don’t have a preference. If I’m out in the wilderness with everything I need…Read
C2C: day 19, Grosmont to Robin Hood’s Bay
Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came…Read
C2C: day 20, epilogue
Returning home is the most difficult part of long-distance hiking; You have grown outside the puzzle and your piece no…Read
Creatures of the C2C
I was never alone hiking in Northern England.
more deets on aliloop-of-the-lakes, Northern England
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and…Read
Created by the illustrious fell walker Alfred Wainwright, the Coast to Coast is an unofficial and often unsigned path that passes through three contrasting national parks: the Lake District, the Yorkshire Dales, and the North York Moors.
The last time in Yorkshire, I ran.
Which pretty well describes my plan of no plan aside from ‘wild camping’ and catching a bus and two trains from Robin Hood’s Bay back to the airport and home mid-June.
To experience the countryside on fair days and never foul is to understand only half its story.
<bang sticks for luck!>