Royden Park they called it, into the valleys and across the streams we trekked through mushy mud and walked along cliff edges.
We scrambled up Thor Rock getting stuck into the grooves and carving our territory.
Hot chocolate was on the agenda and a nice stroll through the quiet garden of peace.
As we powered through the walk we came across a really hairy horse with a moustache and powered through the spikey gorse Owchie.
Our final decend was a casual walk along the West Kirby Marine Lake and Hilbre Island looked at us.
To be continued ...............

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