Today was most definitely a shock to the system, there I was in the middle of the afternoon, walking along one of the redways in Milton Keynes … in warm sunshine !
Could it possibly be that spring has finally sprung ?
On the plane on the way to Nice, Hubby was good enough to let me have the window seat again. I’m in no way a seasoned flyer yet but even though I find the view from above the clouds fascinating, I’m very aware that most people don’t. However I did have a pretty clean window again and the clouds were particularly amazing so I’m sorry, but I’m sharing the views with you again.
On the way back home the windows were a bit grubby and we were sitting pretty much over the wing but I wasn’t the only one looking out of the window.
The little “watcher” was part of a family of five; Dad and daughter sat in front while Mum, son and little one sat behind and if just by chance they should ever see this post I would just like to say how beautifully behaved all three children were.
More from before : my holiday in “Nice, France“, July 2012.
Even during the summer months when Weymouth is enjoying the holiday makers there is a little known quiet walk just around the corner.
Find your way to the bustling harbour, cross the bridge to take you to the opposite side and head out to sea. Pass the Brewer’s Quay (well worth a visit but save it for a rainy day). As you near the entrance to the harbour there are a number of paths on your left leading into the trees, take one of these and head upwards.
This photo was taken from the top of the furthest path, looking back towards Weymouth beach. Below us, to the right was Northe Fort (also well worth a visit). From here on there are winding paths with various vantage points looking out to sea, over a quiet rocky beach where the only visitors seem to be locals enjoying the quiet.
The purpose made path skirting the land next to the sea takes you along next to the rocks, follow it until almost the end and turn right to follow steep steps to the higher ground. Go up, over, and back down again along old streets with pretty houses to arrive back at Brewer’s Quay and you’re back in the harbour.
Incidentally, the fish and chips wrapped in newspaper and eaten on a bench over looking the boats are the best I’ve tasted.
More from before: various visits to “Weymouth“.