Hello from the coast, todays little 14mile cracker comnenced once again from our fantastic cottage, I hadnt planed this route but having my wonderfull partner suggest i meet her in Craster with the dog was a very good idea, brownie points to follow. So a quick check and indeed St Oswolds way runs for 14miles.
So with glee and glorious sunshine in tow I set off, running towards Bamburgh Castle on the route I took yesterday, more of those walky touristy things were ambling around like the living dead as I passed through, no smiles but im not suprised. From Bamburgh I was supposed to veer off across farm land but a large yellow warning sign spoke of bulls and I know this was best avoided.
I took a sharp left and ended up running through tall dunes, for the most part lost to others and poked by inexplicably sharp grass. I stopped occasionaly, watered both the dog and me and headed for a path which took in the delights of a housing estate. Here I got slightly lost (i hate housing estate).
After exploring the estate I was once again greeted by trails
There is something for everyone here, the field high with wheat and i think peas, fields, seaside and woods.
I was soon running through a caravan park heading pack onto the sea near Beadle
I decided to come off Beadle bay as the headwind was difficult to run in, plus i was getting hit by winds of sand which hurt, keeping with Oswold I ran through a bird sanctuary and was soon in High Newton-by-the-sea, quick water stop before off again through more dunes, admiring the lovely chalets.
From here i was able to get a glimps of Dunstanburgh castle, again looking imposing over the sky line, we entered another golf course
Here pooch had an impromptu lay down
As i breached the base of the castle, i met more of them walking things! Now it was like Temple run as i dodged and weaved crowds of german kids, hunting in packs,
Pooch took a quick dip as we entred craster, cow troughs make great baths for small people and dogs, i hit 14miles, legs felt strong thanks to beetroot juice, i met the clan, drank cool coke and savoured a nice bread treat
People in the posh pub looked at me oddly, well my orange shirt did seem rather attracted to irritating small flying beetles, i also treated myself to an icecream yum.
Where will the week take me