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A perfect afternoon for a short wander in the woods – the sunshine’s warm but the air’s cool. There’s lots of colour in the woodland – spring-green leaves, wild (and feral) flowers everywhere – and a comma butterfly which thought it might hitch a lift on my boot…
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There could be one or two showers this afternoon, the forecast suggested. The clouds were dropping unsubtle hints too. We’d better not stray too far, and preferably somewhere where there might be shelter. We’ll walk down to Coalport – if it rains, we can enjoy our tea and cakes indoors. A few drops began to fall as we approached the old railway bridge at the bottom of the lane – ten minutes later, it had cleared and we were on our way again. Fed and watered at the YHA cafe, we’re heading back up the dingle, where the wild garlic is still flowering, and to those with a sense of smell, making its presence known…
Not as exotic as they sound, these low tidal islands are in the mouth of the Dee estuary. The closest, “Little Eye” (which, I suspect, translates appropriately as “little island”) is barely a kilometre distant from the ice-cream stall at West Kirby. That kilometre is a major obstacle when the tide’s in, but a couple of hours after high tide, the sands (and muds – we brought some home with us…) here are walkable, in waterproof footwear or bare feet. Once there, we’re in a very different world – more than ever, I’m conscious that the photographs may convey the appearance of this little archipelago, but not the feel of being there.
From Little Eye, we make our way to Little Hilbre, where there’s a good spot to sit for a few minutes and enjoy our lunch, before continuing to Hilbre Island itself. The rock formations are wonderful, and there’s a blaze of colour in the abundant thrift (“sea pink”, my companion calls it) and other plant life. At the north end of Hilbre is a deserted lifeboat station, and beyond that, open water. Seals peer up, waiting to reclaim their rocks when the visitors leave. That’s all that’s left for us to do – apart from the aforementioned ice creams, of course. What a great little expedition this has been!
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A short wander past Hurst Farm pools, and across the fields to a well-hidden pool, returning up the drive of Aldenham Park before retracing our steps past the fishermen – most of whom seem to have gone home.
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Monday 13 May: Crosby sands, to be precise, on a warm and sunny May day. “Another Place” is the name of Antony Gormley’s installation of 100 cast iron figures in the sands (and mud – beware!) along a couple of miles of foreshore. Some are close to the sea front, others a long way out (it’s almost low tide, and the sea goes out a long way here!). The nearest look as though their heads are above water at high tide; those further out are well-encrusted from top to toe – I don’t think we’d have seen so many a few hours later. One or two are quietly tipping over – I wonder how permanent this “permanent” installation will prove to be?
We spent the best part of an hour just strolling along the sands, digesting the scale of this artwork – a tremendous sight, well worth the journey.
“Another Place” on “Visit Liverpool” website
We’ve parked at Benthall Hall, and followed (mostly) quiet ways, to Posenhall and Wyke, and back via Benthall Edge Woods. After damp days, and misty days, it’s dry and bright – barely a cloud in the sky, and the air’s clear and cool. Perfect walking weather!
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Just published to “Geoff’s Rail Diaries”, an illustrated account of yesterday’s trip to Wales, celebrating 50 years of the Shropshire Railway Society. Visit “SRS 50 on the W&L“
