barefoot to Bamburgh

And then the weather cleared; I decided to carry on up the coast to Bamburgh. At this point, the coastal paths veers, bizarrely, inland. I ignored it, and opted for the beach.

Finally, the boots came off.

I walked through the icy waves all the way to Bamburgh. Barefoot along the beach. Bliss. But perhaps no more than the previous ten damp solitary miles.



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4 responses to “barefoot to Bamburgh

  1. Nell

    Sounds truly blissful and delightful!

  2. Gnome

    Ooooh it sounds fabulous!

  3. We would love to post the top photo at toemail if you do not mind?
    We’d just need to confirm the location where it was taken and we’d be good to go!

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