After a morning of chores and pottering I noticed that the weather was actually quite pleasant and I decided to go for a walk. Leaving the house at 3pm I knew that the Seven Stars at Thornton Hough would give a meaningful aim to the walk but, beyond that, I had no plans.
Wirral Council has recently proudly announced that they’ve “improved” the peninsula’s footpath network by replacing 50 stiles. I was worried that they may have destroyed one of my favourite stiles, so I was pleased to find it was still in place.
There’s nothing particularly interesting about this stile but I like to think about the generations of local people who’ve slowly worn down the sandstone over the years.
The hedgerows tell a story of the previous lie of the land. I have no idea how to tell the age of a hedge, but there were regular reminders of how things used to be different.
I’ve seen this metal gate before and can’t work out why it used to be required:
It has a padlock and seems firmly in place – although out of keeping with the wooden fence either side….. and protecting what? It looks like the sort of gate that may lead to an electricity substation or some other national infrastructure building but there was no sign of anything like that in the field, and the sharp hawthorn discouraged me from looking more closely. Maybe I’ll look at an old map when I get round to it.
Nearer to Brimstage there was evidence of the old, side-by-side with the new.
Slightly further on there was a traditional wooden stile augmented with a few blocks of sandstone.
Being so close to Thornton Manor, I was not surprised to cross a long, straight, treelined avenue. Lord Leverhulme must’ve loved his boulevards as there are loads of them round here.
After a quick half of Sandpiper in the Seven Stars’ beer garden I decided to extend my walk to Raby and Raby Mere. I think this had always been my intention but the fine weather and the promise of another Real Ale pub just over 1km away helped me make up my mind.
This sign seemed well-preserved if it was from the 2001 Foot and Mouth outbreak…….
The hedgerows on the approach to the bridge over the M53 were full of blossom.
Total distance: about 11 miles. Total ascent: not very much at all.
Sorry about the wishy-washy photos. They were taken on my phone and the bright sun meant I just pointed it in roughly the right direction and hoped I got what I wanted in the frame.