Opposite Mum's flats is a bus stop so I though of catching a bus to Lancaster and then seeing where I could get to from there.
Next to the bus stop was a footpath sign luring me to Hest Bank. That's the great thing about England - lots of footpaths, cycle tracks and signposts. The path was no great shakes and even a bit scary, narrow, between hawthorn edges and no views. Littered with crab apples and quite muddy in places. It went along the back of Happy Mount Park and Morecambe Golf Club.
The blue pin is Mum's house in Bare. Mum used to be a member at the golf club until her breathing difficulties.
At one point the path crossed the railway line and a large sign said, "stop, look and listen". I thought it was the track for the Lancaster to Morecambe train which pootles along quite slowly. Just after I had crossed there was a "Whoosh" and the express from Carlisle to Euston hurtled through. Whoops.
I came out near St Lukes church in the parish of Hest Bank with Slyne and checked a couple of bus timetables to see if I could get anywhere interesting in the remainder of the afternoon. I noticed that there were buses to Keswick via Carnforth and made a plan to do that later in the week before my bus pass runs out. The pass covers the whole of the north west. That's another great thing about England, almost every bus stop has a timetable posted in it, giving the bus times from that stop, the name of the stop and where the buses go to. It was quite lucky that by reading the bus timetable I realised that I was heading south back to Lancaster, instead of north to Carnforth!
I headed down the main A6 into Bolton le Sands until I reached the junction where the Morecambe and Lancaster roads meet. Traffic was hectic so I climbed down the steps to the banks of the Lancaster canal.
Another sign said that there would be a canal ferry coming along shortly, however it didn't appear. I decided to walk back towards Lancaster along the canal. There were several boats moored alongside the banks but I only saw one boat travelling. The houses on the opposite bank had gardens stretching down to the canal and some had their own jetties. I passed several other people walking and several cyclists passed me, ringing their bells.
I eventually came out into Hest Bank and made my way down to the shore. The tide was starting to go out and the view of the Lake District mountains was hazy.
I walked back along Morecambe promenade, past the other side of the golf course and back to Mum's.
Location:Bare to Bolton le Sands and back
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