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BB2542 : Cloggy Dick and the
Mucky Duck
Wednesday
4th December 2025
Let me say at the outset that
if you think this is an attempt at some behind the bike-shed schoolboy humour,
you couldn’t be more wrong. Nor
is it a children's story. This is
about a serious tome that will reach your bookshops in time for that surprise
Christmas present. No, not this year but
look out for it in the, hopefully, not too distant future. I’ll tell you more in due course but,
remember, you heard (sorry, read) about it here, first.
Its author, Stan, and I arrived
at the agreed place, alongside the railway viaduct at Arnside. John was already there with Bonnie, his lovely
Portuguese Water Spaniel, making her first BOOTboys appearance. The car park was exceedingly and deeply puddled,
more so than I ever recall.
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Martin
arrived with Robert. “We shouldn’t park
here,” he said. “It’s ok, it’s permitted,”
I told him. “Quite right,” he said “but
if you want the car to be underwater when we get back, that’s up to you but it’s
a full moon and high tide and it is possibly going to flood this ground”. It wasn’t up to me. It was up to Stan and he understandably didn’t
want to be faced with a submersible on our return so he responded to Martin’s
advice, as did John, and we moved on to the far end of the promenade, well out
of danger.
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This actually helped us decide
on our route. We should head along the
coastal path with the ultimate intention of reaching King William’s Hill.
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A mile later we reached New Barns and the Bob
In café. Well, it would have been rude
not to have Bobbed In so we did and learned about Cloggy Dick. This is a character that Stan remembered from
his youth, so called because his name was Richard and he wore clogs. You will have to read the book (or ply Stan
with ale) to find out more.
We were aware from previous
visits, with and without dogs, that the path just above the shore around
Arnside Park was narrow and somewhat exposed to a drop onto nasty rocks which
might or might not be underwater at the time.

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Consequently Robert steered the group through the woods to emerge at the
caravan site where we had had a family caravan for over 40 years.
The van now on the pitch is, of course, much
newer than the one we left behind, but the retaining wall for which they made
us pay still remains intact. Not that it
rankles of course.
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After passing through Far
Arnside we crossed the fields to the Holgate caravan park then past the very
posh houses at the Elmslack end of Silverdale.
The track led to the climb of King William’s Hill and the Pepperpot- built
to celebrate Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee.

Here we stopped for lunch, admired the view and learnt more about Stan’s
youthful
adventures in the Mucky Duck, or The Black Swan to give the pub its
proper name.
Robert introduced us to a new route
back to Middlebarrow Plain and through the wood to Arnside Tower.
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Last time we were here, Tony took his life
into his hands and, ignoring the warnings, examined the inside of the
structure. He wasn’t with us today and
we didn’t fancy emulating him so simply enjoyed looking from the outside at
what must have been a quite formidable Pele Tower although someone doubted its
prowess due to the extent of ground level orifices.
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Our next objective was the
viewpoint on Arnside Knott that presents a panoramic view over the
estuary.
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We were keen to learn more
about Cloggy or Mucky but Stan skipped off down the hill, down to the
estuary.
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We needed to keep moving as we
had arranged to meet Robin at the Hare & Hounds and we were in danger of
slipping behind schedule.
Mike B arrived at the pub at
the same time as us and Robin turned up not long afterwards with his dog Holly. We hadn’t seen him for many weeks due to an injury that is refusing to mend as quickly as it might.
Stan couldn't
miss
the opportunity to tell more tales from his book. I shan’t repeat them here; I’ll leave you wanting
to know more about Cloggy Dick and the Mucky Duck. Just keep an eye open in the best of
bookshops.
Don, Wednesday 3rd
December 2025
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