(above) The Solway Firth from 700 Km (© NASA Landsat) I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And all I ask is a tall shipand a star to steer her by,And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s songand the white sail’s shaking,And a grey mist on the sea’s…
Going with the Wedholme Flow
Maybe March wasn’t the best time of year for the first visit to Wedholme Flow. Local legend and Solway Shore Stories author, Ann Lingard recommends summer when you walk into a primitive landscape of heather, sticky red sundew, golden-brown stalks of bog asphodel and the smell of sun-warmed peat. This March Sunday and the aptly…