We drank tea in bed while we continued reading our novels that neither of us can put down; me “The Coincidence Authority” by John Ironmonger, Storm “Spill, Simmer, Falter, Wither” by Sara Baune.
After breakfast and Max had had his first walk of the day, we face-timed Summer to wish her “Happy Birthday”. She’s four today. She showed us all her presents before disappearing to play with her new trolls.
To help keep us cool this morning the windows on the boat were open encouraging the basin’s resident family of swans to come for a nosy – Mum and Dad with their nine cygnets looking for food. We threw them some porridge oats.
After lunch, the intrepid four and Max, headed out to explore the coastline south of Glasson. We joined the shoreline at Crook Farm and followed the path south as far as Cockersand Abbey before following a public footpath back across farmland. Mick’s ordnance survey phone app was invaluable.
From the shore we could see Walney Island beyond Heysham power station, Sunderland Point, the Plover Scar Lighthouse, Fleetwood, Blackpool Tower, the Isle of Man to Douglas Ferry and hundreds of windmills in the Irish Sea.
Despite venturing out with inappropriate footwear today I managed to step over the puddles and mud that we found at the base of most of the stiles as we crossed from field to field. Walking boots or wellies should have been worn. I’m sure the farmers are trying to discourage walkers crossing their lands.
The hedgerows were full of brambles and those that we tried were very sweet. I must remember to put some food bags in my pocket.
We finished the walk with some locally made chilled medication before heading back to the boats.
A quiet night in in front of the telly tonight I think.