For the second half of this journey, we’ll start at Gorleston and finish at Corton (last week’s Part 1 included Lowestoft to Corton)
Gorleston pier: 10 July 2020
8:00 am. Low tide.
Gorleston beach: 10 July 2020
Looks peaceful, doesn’t it? Huh.
A one-time end of groyne: 10 July 2020
The one-time groyne is now buried beneath the sand. I wonder what happened to the limpets I remember from 20 yrs back, encrusting the wood.
Beach huts along Gorleston promenade: 10 July 2020
A colourful splash…
Can’t resist Grafitti: 10 July 2020
Part of the sea defences.
Sea defences at the south end of Gorleston beach: 10 July 2020
Just how effective are these broken boards?
Cliff falls: 10 July 2020
The cliffs are crumbling all along this coast, taking properties, thankfully not taking lives.
Hopton cliff-top: 10 July 2020
We ran out of beach as we approached Hopton, so had to take to the cliff… but not before we were thoroughly drenched and battered. Then the weather turned against us.
Mayweed alongside a cornfield: 10 July 2020
We walked around a large cornfield, bright on the edges…
Cornflowers: 10 July 2020
Corn marigolds and Mayweed: 10 July 2020
Fennel: 10 July 2020
The fennel is out of place here. It’s not a usual cornfield weed
St Bartholomew’s church, Corton: 10 July 2020
The church is in partial ruin. Yet the parishioners still resort there for their services.
Another sign of a growing beach: 10th July 2020
Past the waves (another drenching as they crashed over the prom) and back to the beach at the top end of Lowestoft
Sea kale: 10 July 2020
The beach is not a barren place. Sea-kale in glorious abundance grows here. Not sure how edible. Might be a bit tough having to withstand the salt and the drownings.
My feet: 10 July 2020
And a rare treat: A look at my feet.
Those trainers were dripping water. I binned them when I got home. And no trousers cos I’d abandoned them, being heavy with water and sand. Luckily I was wearing a nearly-knee length tunicky-top. My purse was ruined, what was in it was salvageable. My phone was a total write-off. Well, I needed a new one. Why? Because we’d tried to beat the tide… and failed.
Next Sunday our walk takes us inland.
crispina kemp 
Lovely pictures and a nice story
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Thank you 🙂
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my pleasure😊
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I enjoyed this photographic journey.
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Thank you. As ever, it’s so difficult to decide which photos to use
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You’re welcome 😉
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🙂
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That second photograph in particular looks like a postcard.
So parts of the beach are growing, while others suffer the erosion typical to that coast.
And sorry to hear about all the damage from your getting drenched. How did Shen make out?
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Shen did the crossing first. Nibble footed, nibble limbed, she was across and into safety but she then came back to help me. I have not described the extent of danger but at once point I was clinging onto one of the granite boulders while the undertow took the beach from under my feet and another wave crashed into me and topped my head. Head to toot drenched. The danger was that I might lose my hold and the wave take me out, to then deliver me back with horrendous force.. and broken bones.
So, that was a good adventure! Excellent experience for a writer
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We look forward to a shipwreck turning up in one of your stories.
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Bound to happen. Although there is a scene in The Pole That Threads where Kerrid is caught by the tide… but no rocks
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Time and tide wait for no man, or woman, would say the People’s Front of Judaea
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And it is true. Scarily so
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Stunning photos and I am ever so glad that all that was truly damaged were your boots and your phone. That you, Crispina, came out of it with maybe a few bruises, causes me great relief.
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We live and we learn. I had bought a new pair of hikers the day before… I must have known. And I’d been saying of a new phone for ages and putting it off. So life took a hand, as life so often does when something needs to change
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The Universe is always listening. We don’t always realise we are sending out the messages we do…
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Ah, yea. I do have to agree there, considering recent events
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Mmm hmmm…. don’t mess with the big U
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As I have l learned… in oh so many ways
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Sometimes we are slower to learn than others. 😉
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I don’t know what you mean 🙂 🙂 🙂
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I mean nothing negative!!
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That’s not what I meant, I was playing innocent
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I know…but just in case 😉
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🙂
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Too bas about those shoes – they look like they’d once been very nice!
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I had bought new ones the day before… and luckily hadn’tt worn them. Life was telling me to get rid of them! And to get a new phone
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Lol – I hate how expensive phones are nowadays! I really hope the one I have now lasts me at least as long as my previous phone.
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Mines on contract, not terribly expensive (cheapest I could find) But it can do so much more than my old one. When Google Assistant gets out of my face.
I was standing 6″ from the breaking surf googling how to get rid of the wretched pop-up last evening. Couldn’t have done that on the old one.
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Hmm… I have an android, which does a lot of google. My main problem is the voice stuff – worries me a bit that the phone is always listening.
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I’ve turned the voice off. It was a nuisance
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An interesting journey Crispina, lots of intriguing sights along the way.
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That stretch of coast is a delight to walk, so many different environments
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These are amazing pictures. I can look at them for hours. I love the sky, specially. And thanks for the rare treat😂
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How rich a journey it was. Worth far more than a ruined pair of trousers or trainers. And how much more wealthy we are for you graciously sharing it with us. I loved the flowers, and you know the Kale would cook up alright if you boiled the s..t out of it and added lots of spices, then threw the kale away to drink the soup left over.
I shall tell the folks of the Northern Beaches in Sydney where all their sand has gone to, Houses are sliding into the sea with erosion there.
I should love to hide in the long grass outsside the church and just listen to the choir as it sang “How Great Thou Art”.
Thank you so much
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You bring a great smile to my lips with your comment. So pleased you enjoyed it the journey. Dispite the calamities, so did I. One of the best walks I’ve yet had.
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Makes me miss my time on the Dorset coast; I’m landlocked in my country, so your pictures are a wonderful reminder.
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Glad you enjoyed. But for next Sunday’s post I’m inland again
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