It's definitely the end of this boat.
End of my legs?
Someone's thinking of Annie. What a wonderful way to remember her.
Just a log but sit on it and admire the view across the river and out to sea. Fleetwood is over the other side.
Behind are cottages looking out to sea ...
with pretty seaside gardens.
The slipway leads down to the ferry which travels to Fleetwood. It was very muddy and desolate today.
Where were we for our 'jolly' today? - Knott End. A little bit of its history was on this sign ...
and this sign.
Of course, if you travel to Knott End you have to visit this cafe because it's at the end of Knott End.
Here ends my tale but it's not really the end as I'm visiting again next week with another friend who's taking me on a longer walk.