And the flattest day of all. Preston’s fine civic buildings bade us goodbye and we rejoined NCN 62 for most of the day. More signs of civilisation(?) as brick becomes more predominant and Methodist chapels start to rival their CoE relatives.
The countryside could be Norfolk with drainage channels and meres galore. With the tide out at Southport the flat sands seems to extend to the horizon. It’s heaving with bank holiday traffic. The birds on the nature reserves seem oblivious to it all.
We’d started the Trans Pennine Trail cycling in 2003. No plaque though. Route 62 follows Cheshire Lines old railway line for many miles between Southport and Liverpool, then back to the Leeds Liverpool canal path.
All too soon were navigating through the Victorian northern parts of Liverpool and that’s this leg done as we arrive the grandeur of Lime Street Station and surrounds. To be continued in September.