Thursday, May 13, 2021

Lyme Regis to Bridport


Took the train to Axminster yesterday lunchtime for a solo walking extravaganza. Terrible weather forecast and arrived in heavy rain. In the time it took for me to walk to the Tesco next door to the station to get some dinner, it became apparent my so-called raincoat is completely non-waterproof. I stayed in an annex run by Sarah, who was kind and lovely and gave me a lift from Axminster and another one into Lyme Regis. She laughed when I said I’d get a taxi - there apparently aren’t many of them around and there’d probably have been a 24-hour wait! She seemed both sceptical and astonished that I intended to walk all the way to Bridport. 


Lyme Regis beach was a bit rainy and, as the tide wasn’t out very far, I had to hop from rock to rock. There were a few fossil-hunters and winkle-pickers around. Lucky if had to wait till 10.30 for my lift or the tide wouldn’t have been far out enough to get across the beach.

The drizzle quickly cleared up and I was treated to a day of mostly dry weather. I was overjoyed. The walk was long and there were a lot of steep hills. Strava says I walked 2,500 feet upwards today! But the views were breathtaking, so I loved it. I had the whole walk almost to myself. What a place! The colour of the sea towards the end of the day was as pale blue as the Aegean. The cloudscapes were gorgeous.







Resting my feet - only a few miles to go





Completely empty National Trust car park = blissful solitude 



West Bay was the end of today’s route but I then had to walk another 2 miles inland to get to my Airbnb. Sat on a bench for a rest and got chatting to a man with a friendly dog. He turned out to be the Airbnb owner and he gave me a lift there. Result! He’s from Bradford, used to be a lawyer and has teenagers (and a dog) so there was plenty of common ground.

Quick trip to Waitrose for some dinner and now I’m chillin, having just remotely attended book club. Shuggie Bain was an agreed successful choice for this week. I bowed out early.crossing my fingers for tomorrow’s weather. The distance is similar to today but with far fewer hills. 


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