Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Ever since I managed the walk to Giltar Point shortly after we arrived down here in Tenby, I have had my eye on Lydstep. I have had the map out and calculated roughly how far it would be and how long it would take and I have been biding my time. I had already decided it was too far to be safe for Paul to tackle and I also knew it might prove too difficult to take Bella. Most of it is on the cliff edge and that would mean she would have to stay on lead. Belle is a terrier and sniffing is her business so I knew that it would probably take days rather than hours to have her with me. The other decisions involved the type of weather and the day. Weather, an easy choice, dry and clear. I wanted to enjoy this walk and be able to see the views, which I suspected would be stunning. Day, Saturday. I felt I wanted the chance of meeting the occasional person - I still feel a little bit cautious about falling or not being able to manage - and Saturday brings more people out than a weekday.
I woke up and the sun was streaming in the window. It was Saturday. I felt really excited. I checked with Paul to see if it was OK with him for me to go
and, armed with my haversack containing warm clothes and an apple, a lot of tissues because my nose runs if it's windy or cold, and my mobile phone, I set off.
There were a few more people on the beach because it was Saturday and the sun was transforming the small groups into stick people.
I could see my first objective in the distance and started towards Giltar Point.
I reached the top of Giltar after an hour and I was just speaking to my first group of people when my phone rang and it was Paul checking I was OK. We had arranged that he would drive over to Lydstep to pick me up at the end. From now on I was on the top of the world, well, the cliff, and it was all new territory.
Walk over and Bella and Paul in Lydstep to greet me and drive me home. 6.44 miles. I'm so pleased to have managed this walk before we leave Tenby.