Another walk we haven't done for aeons... In fact, I think the last time was the year when we walked the coast from Peel to Port Erin. My parents were still alive, and we hadn't been married long. Pre-diary, definitely, so the late 1980s or very early 1990s.

I remember that it was an epic walk. But we made a really bad call when -- having detoured off the main coast path to visit Lag ny Keeilley -- we decided we wouldn't bother going all the way back to rejoin the coast path where we'd left it, but would climb up the steep, trackless mountainside to hit the path a little further on.

It goes without saying that this was a really stupid -- potentially dangerous -- thing to do. We got away without breaking anything (young, you see...), but the steep ascent was pretty punishing; there was still a lot of trail left to do; and we really hadn't brought enough to eat to accommodate that big diversion...

So, by the time we were embarking on the sharp climb up from Fleshwick, I remember having the distinct impression that I was running on empty. Really nothing left in the tank... Eventually, we made it to Port Erin, and I don't think any packet of fish and chips has ever tasted so absolutely fantastic...

Anyway, that was then... Today, much more genteelly, we parked the car down at the tight little bay that is Fleshwick; walked up over Bradda Hill (just 233 metres, but looks much more impressive); dropped to Milner's Tower; and circled back to where we started.

All in all, an awesome walk: