My coast

Setting foot on an island always feels like adventure, but walking all the way round takes it to a whole new level. And in some places all you need is one day.

I DON’T know about you, but my family and I like nothing more than indulging in coffee and cake before heading off on a walk. So, the 18th-century Falcon Hotel – allegedly North Cornwall’s oldest coac

This trip is confusing me. One moment I feel like I’m in New Zealand, surrounded by dense tree ferns in a damp and mossy glade above a waterfall. A couple of hours later I’m bombarded by ker-chings of

England’s ‘Seabird City’ is one of the highlights on the 21-mile section of the King Charles III coastal path officially opened on Yorkshire’s east coast last year. Anna Haines discovers hidden gems along the cliffs, caves and coves of this coastal wildlife sanctuary

Alfred, Lord Tennyson knew a decent place to hike when he saw one. It’s a sunny afternoon and I’m walking up the grassy chalk downland named in the Victorian poet’s honour, with the English Channel to

To book, or not to book? Had Hamlet been a fan of motorhomes, that would have been the question. Jen and I are planning a trip to the Sussex coast, the next stage of our English coastal odyssey. In ou