By the Sunday of the music festival weekend, we are usually ready for a change and a walk. Last year was no exception, so we opted for the classic local route, around the coast to Arnside and back via the Knot. (Except for UF who will have made one of his standard lame excuses around playing snap or utilising his season ticket at Man City, or having a bone in his leg).
It’s always a good walk, but throw in some clear blue skies, some sunshine and a few old friends and you can’t go wrong.
I keep saying that I should join the sailing club at Arnside, but then I never get around to it. But I really should. It must have been pretty windy that day, some of these yachtsmen are really leaning out to counteract their boats heeling.
I suppose we probably purchased pasties or the like for a lunch in Arnside, we usually do.
As usual, I was a bit rubbish at taking any team photos. I did get this one on the last leg of the walk which makes TBH look preposterously tall. J meanwhile seems to be taking extra special care over where she is placing her feet.
Anyway, after that, all back to ours for tea. Another fab weekend.
Beating The Bounds 
Looks like a lovely day.
Beautiful. That estuary looks appealing.
Always lovely to see the views across the estuary on your walks, have to say despite living where I do I have no interest at all in anything boat or sea based. No yachts, SUPs, sea kayaks or dinghies for me. I’ll walk for days around the coast looking at the sea but I get nothing from heading out on it
I always love this walk, but I don’t recall seeing the prom before.
Such a beautiful heart sculpture.
I think for lunch we snagged a table at a nice cafe and soup and Cheese Scone, a new classic favourite of mine. Interestingly until I read the post I’d completely forgotten about what we did on the Sunday, or that it was a stunning day