12 Miles miles walked since starting ... We’ve eaten at the Babbling Brook Inn, watched the snooker world championships in our tent lit up by the glow from Hinckley Point and got frustrated with the dog in the next door tent that won’t stop woofing. Make sandwiches, move a car to Combwich then Dean, Nigel and I head straight from the campsite back to the coast path. We start at a major roundabout outside the power stations then round the far side of the humming development back towards the beach, under the strings of power lines feeding electricity away. It’s surprisingly idyllic with a grass [...]

11 Miles miles walked since starting ... As promised to ourselves, we arrive (now 5 adults and 3 dogs) squeezed in one car, at East Quay, Watchett. After sourdough topped with poached egg, bacon and home made baked beans we peruse the gift shop then head around the quay to find the coast path. For the first half hour the going is easy – up and over the cliff to Helwell Bay.  We can hear the sounds of Saturday morning football practice coming from behind the glorious row of pines and cypress trees. The single track of the West Somerset Railway hiding between [...]

7 1/2 Miles miles walked since starting ... A first for rollercoaster – we (Nigel and I are accompanied by his sister, Heather) arrive at our start point by steam train.  We’ve pitched our tent nearby and driven to Watchett to catch the much delayed but hugely anticipated 14:12 to Minehead. Minehead station, with its massive railway signs and numerous platforms is heaving this  Bank Holiday weekend. We join the steam enthusiasts capturing the Robin Hood putting into the station then exit to the seafront. With honeycomb ice cream in a waffle cone, we set to walk the West Somerset coast path. It [...]

10 Miles miles walked since starting ... After a delightful two-night stay at the Porlock Weir hotel, I check out while Nigel takes the car to Minehead, returning on the community bus. The sun is shining across the bay as we look across Porlock’s stoney beach to the modest hills of Hurlstone Point. Porlock’s pebbles are mottled greys and pinks, tumbled smooth and not too difficult to walk over.  I marvel over a modest sized oak tree with its trunk constantly licked by the salty sea, it’s surviving, but I’m not quite sure how? The path turns inland where’s there has been coastal [...]

12 Miles miles walked since starting ... We’ve moved accommodation to the delightful, adults only (and well-behaved dogs) Porlock Weir Hotel in the quaint settlement by the shingle beach. After a superb breakfast of avocado, smashed peas and poached eggs on sourdough we motor over to Lynmouth. Parking our car perilously close to the high tide we wander passed the closed up shops and cliff railway, and over the fast flowing River Lyn.  Boards tell us of the flood disaster in 1952, reminiscent of the events in Tintagel where we walked through 18 months ago. The path follows the beach for a short [...]