We feel fortunate to have such a wide variety of footpaths and walks on our doorstep, so easily accessible for our Wirral and North Wales based walkers. Throughout the year, our group enjoy every changing mood that each season brings to the countryside, as shown below in this section. 

December Reflections

The weather plays an important part in our walking lives – should we venture near or far, high or low, pack our water and wind proofs at the top of our backpacks just in case… As our forecasters gain more knowledge of changes to our climate we are introduced to a new language – who would have guessed that from the cyclonic gloom of last October, we experienced explosive cyclogenesis and meteorological bombs in December?

Weather bombs aside, Bebington Ramblers are a hardy bunch, so our winter programme continued. The month’s A walks took place in Greenfield Valley taking in part of the Deeside Coastal Path, Hawarden (with the telling of a local murder story adding to the December chill); B walks were to Ashton Hayes, New Brighton (near Mold), and Graig Fechan.

Club members joined together for our annual Christmas Walk starting at the Irby Mill pub. The day started with a wide selection of seasonal fayre, including mince pies and some excellent home-made brownies, accompanied by a cup or two of mulled wine. After singing a selection of Christmas carols to amplify the festive mood, the walk took us around Thurstaston and Caldy, returning to the Irby Mill where we had the opportunity to enjoy their excellent hospitality.

We wish you a very Happy New Year – and may you enjoy good walking, friendship, and peace in 2025 - meteorological bombs excepted!

You will see below a selection of photos taken in the last month as well as a small selection from the past year. Thanks to all our photographers for providing such a wonderful record of walks - they really do keep us going especially during the winter months!

A selection of photographs taken during the past year - from home and abroad:

 “And with leisure and my thoughts I walk the fields, unfettered by bounds of space or time. The evening gradually deepens over earth and sky and water, as with bowed head I stroll along.”

From 'Glimpses of Bengal' by Rabindranath Tagore