Northumberland

The Holy Island of Lindisfarne is accessible for seven hours before the North Sea tide surrounds it. Constrained by bus and tide times, I’ve only five hours to cross, explore the island and return to the mainland. The causeway is

Sitting in bed with a cuppa, the rain hammers against the window. There’s a yellow weather warning and I’m definitely not 100%, so I’m cutting today’s walk early at Bamburgh. The Beadnell Lime Kilns offer temporary shelter. Built in 1798,

I woke up in the early hours, sheets soaked with sweat. Am I coming down with something or just the hot curry last night? Regardless, I’m back in Amble before dawn, the weather a little less hostile than yesterday. The

Previous day Before returning to Northumberland, there’s one final gap to fill, the eight miles from Seaham to Sunderland. The train platform at Middlesborough is thronged with Christmas parties heading for Newcastle. There are more antlers here than I saw

Low tide reveals the causeway to the charming St Mary’s Lighthouse (1898). The expanse of dunes at Seaton Sluice, where I ran up and down as a child, is watched over by two replica naval guns at Blyth Battery. A