York works well for us: we can clock up our 10,000 paces on a walk around the walls and then get a meal and browse around the shops. Some day we’ll find time to visit the art gallery or one of the museums, but today we just needed to escape.
Halfway through our 10,000 pace circuit of the walls we stop at the Gatehouse Cafe in Walmgate Bar, where I draw the houseplant.
Hart’s Tongue
Hart’s tongue fern (left) grows in the crevices of the old brick wall by Jamie’s Italian, next door to the Lendal Cellars.
Wall rue grows from crevices in the capstones.
2.55 p.m.: On the train home, we cross the Vale of York, then cut through the gentle dip slope of the magnesian limestone ridge.
