After a day of medieval history, looking around Dunstanburgh Castle, I thought that was probably it, with no chances for railway based activity. However, that was all to change...

Headed out on the estuary road, but turned off by the cricket club, up a footpath to Lesbury. Saw a nice cat.
Walked through Lesbury, past the church and the pub. Passed the tollhouse, over the old bridge (the new 1960s one is stupid looking), then cut off onto the footpath along the bank of the Aln.



The footpath led to a farm track, then joined a minor road which eventually led back to Alnmouth station.
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Alnmouth - apologies for the blur on the lens. Fingermark. Oops. |
There's a plaque on the up platform (platform 1), detailing a bit of history of the railway. The station opened 1849 as Lesbury, was renamed as Bilton at some point, then became Alnmouth, and since 2003 has been Alnmouth for Alnwick. That's probably not what it said at all, but by this point I was tired.
I hung around long enough to watch a train arrive - quite surprised it still has a signal box - and then it was just a walk back to Alnmouth for wine. All this walking is making me feel remarkably healthy this week...
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