Hadrian's Cycleway Day 2--Egremont to Silloth

Trip Start Jun 02, 2010
Trip End Jun 16, 2010

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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Today we paid better attention and stayed on track. After breakfast in the kitchen, we left Egremont and headed out in misting rain, passing through Whitehaven, a working port with a very attractive waterfront--the route took us right through it. As we left the town, we were excited to spot a lone boatman rowing out to sea in a wooden skiff--not something you see often these days. Our path wandered along the coast, sometimes on a high beach path and other times further inland. The Solway Firth was always in view. It was an interesting juxtaposition at one point: a nature preserve (the third we've passed) on one side of the path and huge wind turbines on the other. We've seen many wind turbines.

Dogs are not an issue when you're cycling in England. We've yet to see a dog on the road without its owner. If it is not on a leash, the owner snaps one on as soon as s/he sees us. Loose farm dogs watch us from the barn or dooryard and seldom bark. Other bikers are very friendly; one offered to guide us through Workington on a route detour that was very confusing. He turned out to be the head of emergency services for the town and told us of the flooding that had happened here last fall, showing us the remains of a massive bridge that was swept away and an entire hamlet that had been deluged.
We were making good time until Sidney got a flat. In the process of changing the tube, the valve got pulled out of the new one. Jim put in another new tube, but soon it went flat again--the piece of glass was still in the tire. By the time we sat down to lunch at a pub in Maryport it was 1:30 and we were starving. The pub was draped in the St. George flag in anticipation of the World Cup soccer match (England plays the U.S. on Saturday) and posters all around announced specials on drinks and food while England plays.
We pedaled the last 15 miles after lunch in a stiff headwind. Some of the route was coastal two-lane highway with a fair amount of traffic. We passed a coastal golf course ("a 'real golf course'," Jim said--with players out in the rain) and rode on a promenade for a while, but it was mostly though farmland on lanes between hedgerows. We noticed what seemed like too many farms for sale. Jabe told us in London the economy is worse here than at home and maybe that's why. At any rate, we arrived at our B&B in Silloth and are happily ensconced in a room looking over the sea to Scotland, which we can just barely see. It never really did rain hard today. We pedaled 40 miles--our longest day in mileage, but we have a couple of very hilly days to come later in the ride.
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caroline and gary on

All is well here. Thanks for the updates on your trip. Peter and Mary Ann and Papa are coming for dinner tonight. Peter leaves on his new job on June 10.

scott on

Hey guys sounds like you are having a great trip there. Did any of you happen to catch the name of the "real golf course" by the coast. I love getting scorecards from different links layouts.

cheers lads and lasses.

nz2008 on

Hi Scott,

Mary Ellen is researching the name of that golf course. In the meantime I'll tell you I had a interesting conversation with our B & B owner this am about golf in the region. He has been playing on his home course in Silloth, Cumbria for 35 years. They play all weather. As he said if they wait for a sunny fair day, they will never get to play. He told us a story about their local "league" tournament where they let over 100 young folks enter for free. Of those only 10% continue to play in adulthood. This year a 13 year old girl won the entire womens division. He says she is very, very good. They played over four days. On the fourth day the rain was horizontal. He said weather like that tends to level the playing field.

No luck on exact name of course from yesterday but it was just north of Maryport, Cumbria. We rode right through the middle of the course.



Mary Ann on

Sounds like you're having whopping good fun! It's been fun sharing it with you. Love your writing, Syd!

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