Arnside & Silverdale
I fancied a road trip somewhere a little bit different. A single day, there and back visit to The Lake District to walk, take photos & get a pub dinner.
Arnside seemed like the perfect place. It was somewhere that I hadn't explored before, despite having once lived just over the other side of the estuary (I was only a baby then). Arnside also lies on the southern edge of the Lake District so it's ideal for visiting from Sheffield without having to tackle the slower, winding roads in the heart of the Lake District.
Mainly though, I was drawn in by the presence of Yew Trees. Having previously written an article for Ernest Journal on Yew Trees, I now feel slightly obliged to seek them out when possible, with their age and subtle significance in both the landscape and culture always worth considering.
We arrived at 10am to high tide, which meant some paths were cut off along the edge of Morecambe Bay, so we followed the route up to higher ground at Arnside Knott. There, on the slopes above the bay were an abundance of twisted, windswept Yew Trees to ponder before carrying on across the fields towards Silverdale.














Emerging from the sparse woodlands, we headed towards the quiet village of Silverdale. Along the way passing Arnside Tower, some farm animals and other generally lovely, quaint English village scenes.
The heavens opened on us a few times as we crossed open fields making our way back towards the open water.









Leaving Silverdale village we arrived at the rocky and atmospheric Silverdale Cove before following paths that weaved along the shores.
Morecambe Bay came and went from view, with each appearance came a different coastal landscape. Sometimes a flat horizon of mudflats, and other times a craggy cliff face with trees towering above the water.
As the moody weather set in, dramatic skies and the occasional burst of golden light chased us back towards Arnside. We were now rushing a little to make sure we returned before the paths were cut off by the tide, but also, mainly to make sure we didn't miss the last orders at the pub.
As is par the course on my walks, we got lost a couple of times as the light started to fade, but eventually found ourselves back at Arnside, in the pub for dinner at Ye Olde Fighting Cocks Inn.














Shot on Sony Rx1R Mii
(plus 1 shot of the birds on the sand on Fuji X-T2 + XF50-140mm F2.8)