A few years ago, I walked the entire length of the West Somerset Coast Path (which also forms a completed portion of the England Coast Path) with my friend Anna. I’d been meaning to return and revisit a couple of areas but was mainly put off by the inability to plot an appealing circular route that would avoid the many roads.
Well, tarmac or not, I was prepared to revisit this lesser-travelled stretch of coast on a particularly windy day, one weekend at the beginning of 2019.
This was one of those occasions where I was looking to do a walk but not entirely certain of where to go and also reluctant to travel too far from home.
I decided upon a fifty-minute drive south to Combwich near Bridgwater. From there, I could revisit a section of coastal walking that I first completed with Anna in 2016. Then, there would be the eyesore.
Some believe that today marks the official end of summer with the arrival of autumn; accompanied by the usual comments of ‘Wot summuh?’, when in fact, all the good stuff seem to come and go before rain-ridden August.
September is often a drier month than its predecessor, even as the temperature begins to fall with the leaves and daylight hours. Effectively, I have four months left in which to complete this year’s #walk1000mileschallenge…