Oh we do like to be beside ourselves at the seaside

To Saltfleet on Sunday, for another joint amble with LWG, who turned up in impressive numbers for a short walk really - but the sun was shining and we're heading for the beach, after all.  At least, were heading for the beach once we'd escaped the trailer park labyrinth, navigated the fen dykes, sashayed past over-inquisitive cows, leapt over many a WW2 pill-box and steered clear of the quicksand.  It was worth it for that view though - and the chance to quaffle a jar of Blonde Witch at the end, of course!

Lincolnshire, Leicestershire and Rutland combined walking groups, as viewed by sand-worm

A pilgrimage to the Church of the Ancient Rambler

Lincoln cathedral in the distance

Bizarre signage

Last Saturday saw our very first collaboration with our neighbours in the Lincolnshire Walking Group, who took us to the Wolds to prove that the county isn't all fens, dykes and flat fields.  


A good yomp across arable land not too unlike parts of Leicestershire landed us in the woods for lunch, then eventually to Walesby for cream teas, Bakewells and the like.  While Walesby's tea shop was well equipped, the church never got connected to modern things like roads and electricity, and is mostly visited by people walking the Viking Way - so much so that it really is signposted as the Rambler's Church.

Duck a l'orange

Pond life

Red sky at night... well if you believe that you'll believe anything

Admiration of more medieval ecclesiastical architecture then gave way to gazing at a cracker of a sunset while we tackled some nicely-undulating curves... and then it was back to base for mass consumption of lasagne.  Well, we HAD burnt off a few calories, after all.

The Towering Inverno

Arboretum fountain

Lincoln castle - from the cathedral balcony

We hit Lincoln last Friday - not that it had done anything to us, you understand, we just fancied an afternoon expedition en route to another youth hostel weekend.  So after lunch at the Lion and Snake and a walk around the Roman, Saxon, Viking, Normans and hang-on-I-forgot-the-Celts city, we climbed the south-west tower to admire the illuminated castle from the top of the cathedral's front.  


Having admired the Romanesque and Gothic, it was off to the renovated Woody's Top hostel (now complete with actual running water!) for pizza - naturally.  We knew we'd need more energy for the next day...