If you could only do one walk.

Walking along the river at Durham city.

The Silver Jubilee Walk in London. I think it’s now just called the Jubilee Walk.
We walked this soon after it opened in 1977, taking a day to do the full walk following the silver markers set in the pavements.
I was 20 then and my DH 24, we were laughing about it the other day as I doubt now we could do 2 miles let alone 15, me with my arthritic knees and hip, and him with his dodgy back!

We did walk part of it again about 15 years ago before we moved away from the SouthEast.
The areas it goes through have changed a lot over the years, there was no new Globe Theatre,no London Eye for example, I think I preferred it when we first walked it, less touristy and built up.

I second Naughtyneine's walk in Tenby. Know it well. Also anywhere in the Wye Valley.

Across the South Beach at Tenby towards Giltar Point with a beautiful view of Caldey Island across the water. Bliss....it lifts my spirits every time whatever the weather...my breath caught in my throat recently when I realised I had less time ahead of me than behind to walk this special beach.

Pembrokeshire coast path

From the Bannau Brycheinog (Brecon Beacons) visitors centre at Libanus up Twyn Y Gaer, the most spectacular view of Pen Y Fan that always stuns me. I want my ashes scattered across the Common when my time comes.
I will never tire of tat view.

The walk DH and I used to do every morning in Sandwich when he was alive. A gorgeous little medieval town, and all my memories of DH.

Bosherton isn’t to far from us. Utterly beautiful when the water lilies are out .

I don’t like heights, especially steep paths with loose footing, I’m so scared of falling. My favourite walks would all be on flat, empty Norfolk beaches.

We walked round there too, many years ago now, Crossstitchfan.

Years ago, my late husband and I walked around Bosherston Pools in Pembrokeshire, stopping for a coffee at the little cafe at the start.
The walk over the cliffs from Solva to Carfai bay was a favourite too.
It was so peaceful and so beautiful and I would give a lot to be able to do them again.

To clarify it’s around 6 miles each way so 12 in total.

The coastal path from Brancaster to Burnham Overy Beach, much of it on raised duck boards. It’s only around 6 miles but a stop at The Crab Hut at Brancaster Staithe for refreshments en route is a must as is one at The Jolly Sailors for pizza and a pint on the way back. The marshes are full of wild flowers, birds and butterflies and the views are lovely. Wish I was there now and it was Summer again!

Anywhere by the coast, preferably not too hilly.

Grandma70s
We spent some very happy times at Beeley Abbey through friends from the barge sailing community in Maldon.
Some memories.

The white cliffs of Dover along the cliffs down to St Margarets Bay. Lunch in the pub on the small beach, or the cafe, before the big climb back up the cliff to Dover. Your phone will ping with a message welcoming you to France. .
On a clear day you can see across to a France, shining in the sunshine.

Innominate Tarn on Haystacks in the Lake District where Wainwright's ashes and my FIL's are scattered. Like to go there one more time but it is not to be.

Probably the length of the Malvern hills from British Camp to ?West Hill - it's walkable & a sense of achievement to do it from end to end. Views all the way and lovely walking. I love the contrast between the civilized landscape of the Severn plain on the east, looking towards the Cotswolds, and the much more hummocky welsh border country on the west, looking towards the Black Mountains. Not one for a windy day, though!

Boscastle, start from the car park opposite The Cobweb. It has everything; hedgerows full of butterflies, followed by a meadow. Then along the River Valency where Thomas Hardy used to walk with his first wife, Emma. Cross the river using a Pooh sticks bridge after which is a woodland full of Rowan trees. Ending in Minster Church. I still do it in my imagination and can smell the wild garlic.

Our usual walk. Out the front door and along to the sea. Walk along the coastal path, east or west depending on what we did the day before. Then through the pine trees into the village and home. Never disappoints.

Favourite as a child was walking from Seaton to Beer. About 1.5 miles across the cliffs.
As we got older, Sidmouth to Beer, around 8 miles took over as a favourite.

Now when we visit DD, we like Glasson to Carnforth. Lovely views and fairly flat. It’s a long 11 mile walk, but there are stopping places with refreshments and we can get a bus back if we’ve had enough.

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Living as we do , so close to the Peak District, just like Greyduster but from the other side, Mam Tor is one of my favourite walks but if I could only do one it would be by the side of Elterwater in the Lakes.
It is flat so not so scenic as most of the Lakes walks but it has wonderful memories for me.
It was the first walk my H and I did on our first visit to that most wonderful part of the country.
It was also the first walk I did when I was recovering from Breast Cancer because it was easy.
Throw in lunch at the Britannia Inn and my happiness would be complete.
We have walked hundreds of times in the Lakes all lovely and now I can’t walk to the top of my road but the memories can never be lost.
Thank you OP for reviving them.

We are staying on the Langdale estate, we have been coming for over 40 years.
The Brittania is as always packed!
We will walk from Elterwater to the Drunken Duck on Tuesday. .
Today’s walk was fabulous.

The Seven Bridges walk at Fountains Abbey is my favourite local walk. When in the Lakes I also love Elterwater (mentioned by a previous poster). Anywhere near water is lovely

My own beach will do I can’t better it

When I was a student I did some work in the library of Beeleigh Abbey in Essex it was then owned by William Foyke, founder of Foyle’s bookshop in London.

I stayed in Maldon, and the long walk every morning from Maldon to Beeleigh was wonderful. Skylarks rose from the flat fields singing, high into the air. Little wild creatures like weasels and rabbits ran across my path. I never saw another human being. Perhaps I should have been nervous, but I wasn’t.