Glasson Dock – 09 Aug 25

‘twas a dark and gloomy morn upon the Mountain (ie Queensbury) and the day remained dark and gloomy for the entre ride with an exceptionally strong wind. 

Looking out over the sea, a blue iron fence in the foreground separates us from great boulders  of Grey rock and an equally Grey sea with a few white edged waves breaking off shore.

The tide was right up to the jetty where the café sits when we reached Morecambe, waves breaking over it at the furthest point. We sat inside which is a first for us there! It’s also the first time I’ve seen the tide actually in, as opposed to out, on Morecambe visits.

5 male Trekkers sat around a small table with a blue polkadot tablecloth visible, remnants of drinks and food visible.
Trekkers just disembarking at the cafe on the seafront. The floor u split between cobblestone and red tarmac, as the buildings canopy reaches over tables outside.

On the way out from Glasson we omitted the turn onto the main road at Halton Bridge as it was decided that climbing up and over to Hest Bank in the wind that was blowing was not a great idea so instead we continued on the cycle path as far as The Crook o’ Lune. We then retraced our route back into Lancaster and rode to Morecambe on the cycleway that we usually ride to come back from Morecambe, which we did once we had lunched.
( This was very distressing to me personally as I have a rule never to return by the same route I took going out!  Ah well….)

The Cafe; a single story cabin structure with an overhanging roof with bright blue edging, sat on the red tarmac of the esplanade, Grey skies and sea can be seen in the background.

Despite the horrendous wind it did not really trouble us as the vast majority of the cycle path is sheltered by tree cover. Rain had been forecast around lunch time but did not materialise until we were close to getting back to Glasson but luckily for all concerned it didn’t cause an issue.


Another dry Trek. Yeah!

I would like to say something about things going wrong, or folks making fools of themselves, but I’m afraid we had none of that, so you’ll just have to make something up yourselves….


Usual thanks to all who came along, drove, towed, loaded, peddled and etc.

Write up by Drew

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