Walney seems to have had a bite taken out of it on the landward side. Two or three times a year, in the spring and the autumn, the tide comes right in and laps up against Ocean Road, the island’s main thoroughfare. More often, around the full moon and the new moon, the tide races up the gullies. Most of the time, though, its a big open marsh.
In the distance, looking like an island floating on the fen but actually on dry land, is the ancient village of Biggar. We’ll have a closer look at Biggar in due course.
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