Up and Down the Tyne on a Bike

Twenty odd years ago, I would cycle into Town along the River, and listen to Grace Jones, The Smiths, and Tom Waits on a Walkman - which was then rather cutting edge. I aspire to do so again. Here's a link showing the route, plus a nice loop for Town based cyclists.

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  1. AnonymousThu Oct 11, 11:04:00 pm BST

    Thanks for the Bikely link Garry - the Google Earth flight along the route is excellent.

    I cycle this route pretty regularly from South Shields and whilst riding it yesterday picked semi ripe figs from a massive tree I've had my eye on for a while mid way along the route.

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  2. Garry NixonFri Oct 12, 11:13:00 am BST

    Whereabouts is that, then? It's quite difficult to get figs to fruit this far north. Do you think the "semi-ripe figs" are producing viable seeds?

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  3. AnonymousFri Oct 12, 04:30:00 pm BST

    The fig tree is along the Quayside in Newcastle on the same street as the Tyne Bar and about 150 metres north of the Bar up a slight hill.

    It's where Malling St. meets Ford St. behind Topsy's scarab wall - the tree itself is in an old triangular shaped 'allotment' area but it overhangs the boundary fence and I picked the fruit from low branches on the road outside.

    If you look on Google Earth it's on the other side of the road to a white T-shaped building which is presently being demolished.

    I'm not sure on the viability of the seeds but the tree is massive and is as mature as it's going to get I would say - I suspect there must be a warm micro climate around there...

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