Welcome to My Second Challenge -

Pier to Pier Walk for Cancer Research UK

Having completed my challenge last year, I thought it only appropriate to do another this year. A great cause, clear focus and a kick up the bum for me to go out and do something worthwhile.

22 May 2026 - Walking the Leas of South Shields

An early morning start, 0615, taking our dog Molly for her walk. What could be better than the early morning breeze coming straight off the North Sea and making a gentle music in your ears as it brushes past, the sun not long risen from its dark horizon bed, now lighting up the still calm waters. The rippled light joining the far-off horizon and the nearby cliffs, with a zig-zag streak of brilliance across the millpond surface of the sea.

The light at that time of day creates an eerie scene of light and shade, the small headland poking out into the water as if saying, "This way!" as a directing comment of where to walk and the light shimmering in an effort to get my attention. Fabulous, and I am blessed to be here and spoiled in the fact that there are few people with whom I have to share it, in that moment.

Not long into my walk, I came across the Wind phone. I was so pleased to see this back in place. Some very kind, compassionate soul or group of souls, has come up with the idea of this. It's a phone with no wired connection at all, but it is an important installation providing the opportunity for those who feel the need to talk to their loved ones who have passed, to say the things that they perhaps never got the opportunity to say, or maybe they just couldn't say it, in the time.

Mental health these days, I feel is so important and for someone to have the opportunity to just call and voice those words in their heads, to say them out loud can be an enormous relief. To maybe start a healing process in some way.

This phone was installed some months back, but was vandalised, by someone who did not maybe understand the importance of such a simple thing, an inanimate object, but also a lifeline to some.

So for me to see this phone re-instated, was such a joy.

A walk along this coastal path has so many places of remembrance marked out, it is a painful reminder of the day-to-day troubles that our, mainly young persons, are enduring today.

If you see something like this when you are around, please take the time to reflect on why someone has gone to the effort of installing such beautiful and believe in the positives that it can achieve for so many, and for free.

Acknowledge it and protect it.

As I tramped along the coastal path, it was evident that the National Trust had recently put considerable effort and expense into upgrading and maintaining the pathways. Much of the path has been resurfaced with a crushed ash-type material, which gives a relaxing crunch to almost every step. I like to enter the moment when walking, listening to the sounds around me and feeling it. It is so relaxing to be in touch with nature. Birds squawking, the waters softly breaking against the rocks below, the buzzing of the insects in the air. The morning feels alive, gentle and caring. Everything about the moment is relaxing, I feel that I could just sit on one the many benches, sited along the path, and just drink in the moment. 

Take a breath in time with the lulling waters, let my eyes be directed by the flight of birds enjoying the warm sunlight now lifting well above the horizon, swifts taking their breakfast of insects, on the wing. Cormorants and gulls, a cacophony of waking up after the cool night, and probably preparing themselves for a tiring day in flight searching for food.

To sit and imagine, where over the horizon are those ships heading? Which far-flung shores will they brush when they get there, what weather may be in store for them tomorrow?

I could sit and ponder for hours, but Molly has other ideas and wants to be on her way, paths to follow, poles to sniff and puddles to trample through. Come on let's go!

Over the previous couple of weeks, The Leas have had a tremendous display of Dandelions, a sea of yellow across the grass. These have now been reduced to thousands of empty stalks, the feathery seeds now blown to the four corners by the winds. The stalks now standing tall and proud amongst the current swathes of bright yellow Buttercups, shining bright in the sun for as far as the eye can see. It is truly amazing what nature can think up and then deliver as a perfect artistic backdrop to the world.

Along the cliff edge are random clumps of Seapink Thrift, as if to highlight cliff edge in some way and provide a warning not to pass.

It is not just the sounds that I find so relaxing, but also the ambience of the place, nature does a good job of making its impact complete, and in this case by providing the ceiling display, the clouds. These are very much a part of the whole picture, as with the birds, the sea, wind and sun, they change constantly in shape colour and form.

I find this scene quite mesmerising, so many different textures in the clouds in one scene. The variety of lighting, shades and tones is just fantastic.

What the birds see from their lofty viewpoints can only be imagined at this time, how lucky they are to be able to soar on the wind amongst this picture of perfection.

Here are a few more pictures from my walk today.

12th May 2026 - A Day Out Walking a Section of The Route ot the Old Scotswood, Newburn and Wylam Railway

Today wasn't about walking the whole line, just a small section of it, the bit between Prudhoe and Wylam, with a small excursion to visit the cottage known as the birthplace of George Stephenson. The old loop, often referred to as The North Wylam Loop, provides an excellent opportunity for walkers and cyclists to travel along the edge of the River Tyne and sample the pleasant displays of nature along the way, including Bluebells, Forget-me-nots, and Wild Garlic. The absence of traffic noise was a brilliant experience, and it was so peaceful and relaxing.

The line was built originally to connect Newcastle and Carlisle via North Wylam, bypassing the main line and passing directly in front of the small cottage where George Stephenson was born. A cottage in which his family shared just one room.

The line was closed in 1968, on the 11th March as a result of the Beeching Report. The Hagg Bank Bridge, now a Grade II listed structure, stands as a proud reminder of the line and forms part of the cycle/walkway.

    The loop is famous for its association with early railway pioneers like George Stephenson and William Hedley.

    This is a picture of the walkers' visitors centre at Prudhoe, a very impressive depiction of some of the wildlife you can see along the pathway.

    The centre is literally 30 seconds walk from Prudhoe station, so if you are arriving by train, it is perfectly placed. Car parking is available too.

    The centre includes a small shop and cafe, ideal for catching up with others walkers about what they have seen and where.

    Impressively, the centre also has an outdoor dog bath facility so if your pooch has been dancing in the mud on a wet day, you can at least shower them down before they get back in your car.

    Below are some images from along the walk, I think you will agree that there are some stunning landscapes.

    Hagg Bank Bridge, seen here, was first opened to rail traffic in 1876 and cost a princely £16,000 to build. It is now a Grade II listed building and said to be the earliest use of this form of construction to carry a railway. There is even a suggestion that this bridge may have driven the inspiration for the much later Tyne Bridge in Newcastle and the Harbour Bridge in Sydney, Australia.

    George Stephenson's Birthplace

    George Stephenson was born on 9th June 1781.

    The views of either side here, are the views that George Stephenson would have seen from the gate of his cottage. Initially the track was a wagonway for horses and carts carrying people and produce.

    Later the same track was converted to railway and the steam engines would have passed directly in front of the cottage in which he had been born.

    The cottage, currently owned and managed by The National Trust, was previously open the public to view. This is no longer the case and entry is not possible. the cottage is however maintained in good order by the Trust.

    George Stephenson, known as the Father of the Railways, died on 12th August 1848, aged 67 years.

    Wylam Signal Box

    Built around 1896, is a Grade II listed structure (since 1985) located on the Newcastle and Carlisle Railway line in Northumberland. It is one of only two surviving examples of a rare, late-19th-century "overhead" style in the area, designed to sit directly above the live tracks to give the signalman an unobstructed view.

    Historical Significance & Design

    • Location & Type: The box is situated on the west side of Wylam Station, positioned directly above the "Up" line (towards Newcastle).
    • Structure: It consists of a brick, wood, and cast-iron design, with high brick walls supporting an iron frame with trellis-work parapets.
    • Rarity: Originally common along the line, Wylam and a similar box at Hexham are the only surviving examples of this overhead design.
    • Access: A long cast-iron staircase leads up to the western side of the wooden box.

    Operational History

    • Construction: While some records suggest late 19th century, specific sources date the box to approximately 1896.
    • Signalling: The box originally housed a manual lever frame. On January 11, 1969, this was removed and replaced by an IFS (Individual Function Switch) panel, which has since been replaced with a more modern panel with "proper bells".
    • Operation: The box operates on an "Absolute Block" system, connecting with Blaydon to the east and Prudhoe to the west.
    • Surroundings: It operates in conjunction with Wylam Station, which was built in 1835 and is one of the oldest in the world still in use. 

     

    Finale

    It would be remiss of me not to mention that after a glorious walk along the old trackways, beside the River Tyne, amongst the beautiful natural splendours on show, that the final pitstop should be the Wylam Boathouse. This pub has been in service as a hostelry for hundreds of years, and the staff inside are more than willing to talk you through the history, backed up with census records and similar historical documents. Very interesting conversations. These days, they have a wide variety of real ales on tap, comfortable seating and a limited menu. When I say limited, I mean Pie and Peas or Toasties, but having sampled the pies, I would say that if you do it well, why complicate things? My experience of the Pie and Peas was exceptional, tasty pies and proper peas like they used to make. 

    While we sat there enjoying the cuisine, there was an amusing conversation in the background occurring between two of the locals discussing the exploits of a person called Red-faced Tony, the Poacher. The name itself creates images in my mind about the person, and correct or not, Tony is now a part of my memories for the day and even thinking about him now while writing this brings an imaginative broad smile to my face.

    Going .........  going ..................... gone! Delicious.

    29th April 2026 - Day Out to Wallington Hall, Northumberland. The Riverside Walk.

    A day out with my friend Graham, for a walk at the historic site around Wallington Hall. We were fortunate that the weather was glorious, the sun shining, and the air warm. We had taken the drive there, about an hour, from our homes in Sunderland. The road traffic had been very reasonable and we travelled with no hold-ups, arriving as planned about 11.30am.

    Walking boots on and camera to the 'ready', off we set from the beautiful clock tower towards the river path.

    It is a fabulous time of year, the trees are in the process of regaining their leaves after winter, some already fully foliaged and others that seem as if they are taking their time waking up. However disorganised they seem, they still manage to put on a good show of colour, from the variety of greens to deep reds.

    We followed the well-signed path from the tower to the river, a fairly steep, but well-trodden, route. The air cooled a bit as we entered the shade of the woods. The few people that we met on the trail were all full of a spring attitude and very welcoming, some with their canine friends leading the way, on leads, of course!

    Under the canopy of the trees, the ground plants were displaying their skill for catching sunlight and shimmering bright whilst others seemed to fully absorb the sun's rays making an enthralling patchwork of light and shade.

    The sounds of the water trickling by were so relaxing, especially so as there was no traffic noise for it to compete with. Once on the river path the gradient of the walk was pretty flat and the pathways very well maintained.

    After a short while, we came to a slim bridge (Trout Bridge) crossing the River Wansbeck. We took some time while crossing to stop and look for any of the wildlife that the National Trust suggests we might see; White-clawed Crayfish or Dippers. We were not fortunate enough to see the Crayfish but we did get lucky with the Dipper. The Dipper is a short-tailed, stout bird with a low, whirring flight. When perched on a rock, it bobs up and down and often sticks its tail up. Its white throat and breast contrasts with its dark body plumage. It's a daring hunter, walking into and under water in search of food. The image below is from the RSPB website which shows you what the bird looks like.

    Below are pictures that I took on the day, of a Dipper hopping around the stones and branches in the river.

    See if you can spot him.

    How did you do? 

    Here are the same three images again in the same order, but this time with the Dipper highlighted for you.

    Don't you think it is amazing how well camouflaged they are.

    Walking further on, we followed the path, eventually arriving at Paine’s Bridge, which was built over the River Wansbeck in c.1755 to designs by James Paine, (he also designed the bridge at Chatsworth House in Derbyshire). Keeping to the path, we walked beneath the bridge through it's lower, gated archway and continued to follow the river. At this point, we were on what in the heavy rain season would be the flood plain of the river.

    Marching further on, now back in the glorious sunshine, we came across the stepping stones. These can sometimes be covered by the river when the rains have been, but today we were gifted with low water levels and dry stones over which to cross. You do still need to keep your balance though, and be careful where you step.

    Once safely across the stepping stones, we continued to follow the trail, the gradient now increasing just a little as we headed in the direction of the walled garden. The bottom gates of which are permanently closed, but the walk up the tree adorned side path is beautiful and relaxing, especially so at this time of the year with the trees in full blossom. You can see, as you progress how the walls have changed over the years, evident by the mix of stone wall, brick wall and in some places a mixture of both in the same panel. The wall shows its age by the weathering of the mortar and abrasions of the stone and bricks, making perfect hide-outs for insects.

    At the top of this side path is the gate into the walled garden, you can if you wish, continue around past the gate and continue the side path walk back to the main house via a woodland walk. But that's for another time I felt as it would be a shame to miss out on the walled garden today. The greenhouses have been splendid in the past, but are currently under repair, and reconstruction to bring them back from their current dilapidated state to their former glory. I feel it will take some time as the work need is great.

    That does not, however detract much from the conditions of the garden with its manicured archways and cascading water feature.

    From the walled garden, it is a very pleasant short walk through a wooded area back to the main house. It was nice to see the trees in their various stages of gaining the foliage, those still without, maintaining great architectural structures, filtering the sunlight onto the ponds and creating dappled light patches on the woodland floors with dancing shadows and as the breeze works its way through their branches. The early-to-bloom species, like Rhododendrons, creating flashes of coloured brilliance amongst the variety to greens and browns that stand out like beacons. 

    The other wonders to behold on the final woodland trip are the reflecting ponds, created with the influence of Capability Brown, providing space for the local wildlife such as the Mallards. the sunlight glistening off the watery surface and giving you back a double whammy of nature's splendour. The trees are not to be ignored either in the role as the framework of these views, doing a splendid job of making those windows into nature from which we can peek.

    The final episode to complete, before hopping back in the car and following the satnav home, is to stop at the cafe and sample the culinary delights on offer. Today was a surprisingly good Cornish Pasty with coleslaw and wedges. A great way to finish of the day.

    For further detailed information on visiting Wallington Hall and experiencing their great walking trails visit the website at: https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/visit/north-east/wallington

    Thankyou to the RSPB for their information and photo regarding the Dipper, please visit their website: https://www.rspb.org.uk/birds-and-wildlife/dipper

    My 2026 challenge - to complete the Pier to Pier walk for Cancer Research UK - Completed

    I had been looking forward to this challenge. I had previously completed many parts of the walk, but never as a full single expedition.

    March 29th 2026, was the day that I would be putting it all together, along with my Daughter Lisa and Granddaughter Aimee (The Cleadon Crew). There were many others also taking part, around 100 people in total, although I am not sure of the final number.

    Meeting up at the Bungalow Cafe, a local landmark, for registration and the pre-walk obligatory photo. The sun was shining and the weather was fairly warm, I was already thinking that some of the layers may need to come off once we get going.

    The first part of the walk was along the road atop the beach, the mood was high, passing cars honking in support, and recognising us by our pink "March for Cancer" beanies. A few of the walkers had brought along their canine companions for the walk, and why not?

    Still on the pathway, now passing Seaburn beach, the wind was assisting our travel by gently pushing on our backs as if to urge us on. On reaching Latimers, the majority of the walkers remained on the path, heading toward Whitburn. The Cleadon Crew, however, took the slip onto the coastal path. This route would be longer, but the views would be more spectacular along the clifftops.

    Conversations were varied, ranging from the intricate details of playing Pickleball to the fine art of making sourdough bread, habits of our canine friends and much, much more.

    Coming around the headland, the Souter Lighthouse was a magnificent sight, the tall red and white structure commanding the seafront and the long trumpet of the foghorn majestic and powerful pointing out to sea.

    Once we had cleared the lighthouse, it was as if someone had flicked a switch on the weather, as the coastal path joined the roadside path, the wind turned into faces and drove icy needles of rain and hail into our plumped up face. The change was so dramatic, boots to the ground, faces bowed into the weather and conversation dropping we all had to stick in a remember why we were doing this walk - Cancer Research UK.

    The thoughts of finishing the walk and getting that cup of hot chocolate, a coffee and maybe even a cake or something else nice to put the sugars back was what drove us on.

    Past the Marsden Grotto and on the long walk along the roadside path, mimicking the final stages of the Great North Run, gritting our teeth and marching on. Our feet now soaked from the rain, faces dripping with icy cold water and the dampness of the water soaking through the layers of clothing.  Layers that we were now glad of and with no thoughts of reducing them at this point.

    Around the corner of Gypsies Green, toward the final stage along the promenade path, past the fair and onto the final point of the Pier.

    After all that, a short car ride home and a hot shower before tea and then bed, exhausted and aching, but what a sense of achievement - WE DID IT!

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    My 2026 challenge - to complete the Pier to Pier walk for Cancer Research UK

    On 29th March 2026, I will join around 150 other willing volunteers to walk the 8 miles (approximately), from Roker Pier in Sunderland to South Shields Pier.  I expect the walk to take around 3 and a half hours.

    The route has some great scenery, which over the years I have walked all the different sections; however, I have never walked the full stretch in one go. There will be sandy beaches, lighthouses, grassy stretches and fantastic rocky formations along the way and, of course, great banter with the other walkers,

    Cancer Research remains close to my heart, my wife Maureen continues as a survivor of cancer and every day amazes me with her bravery and positivity, she is a true warrior. Maureen lives with Neuro-Endocrine cancer, which is a little-reported cancer but has a massive impact on people's lives. Maureen has received expert, excellent care since her initial diagnosis. We must celebrate the NHS in all its glory around our area for the great job and amazing care that Maureen has received in the Northeast. As with any of these illnesses, there is more work to do, which is why I would like to raise money for this project. Please click the link above to donate.

    On the day, I will be walking with a group of family members, my daughter Lisa, granddaughter Aimee and her boyfriend Jimmy. We are all looking forward to and hoping for some great weather. We are all fans of the walking experience and hope to make some new friends too. With so many people getting together for a common cause, I am sure it will be a good opportunity for a laugh too.  We are also expecting there will be plenty of tea and cake at the end. I must give a massive shout out to the lady that organises this event, and many others, Ann Walsh, who has, for many years now been tirelessly raising money for good causes. Well done Ann.

    My Story and Why I Chose this Challenge - 56 Miles in February for Prostate Cancer Research

    I have been inspired by the challenges of Kevin Sinfield to raise money for Motor Neurone Disease (MND) Charities following his experiences with his dear friend Rob Burrows. Hearing of his efforts made me think about what I could do to help in a similar, but smaller magnitude, for a cause that I feel strongly about.  I have listened to many friends, men and women, some whom have experienced it themselves and many who feel that more could be done to help lessen the impact of prostate cancer on men. Approximately 1 in 8 men will be affected by this disease and more than 12,000 men will die each year as a result of prostate cancer.

    My approach is to start small and challenge myself in ways that stretch my resolve, widen  the message and ultimately make a positive difference, however small. So, 56 miles over 28 days, 2 miles a day that shouldn't be too difficult for a start, but does challenge me to do it every one of those 28 days.  To get my message out wide and far with the associated request for donations, Facebook and JustGiving.  Writing of my intent here, and promising feedback, helps me to maintain the effort too, otherwise I would have nothing to write!  

    See my blogs for how things are going.

    COMPLETED IN FEBRUARY 2025