While this covid lockdown continues, I have a choice for walks: the estuary or the shore. Hope you like the sea
A walk through town to reach the beach…
The Blue Hour. Everything’s blue and, to my eyes, seem blurred
The pier’s end deck. It’s unbelievable that just 20 yrs ago the smaller ships could still moor here. Now the sea only visits briefly, and that in rough storms. This is due to shifting sands
Still waiting for the sun to rise. BTW that’s not seaweed on the wrack-line, it’s sea-mat… see this week’s Tuesday Treat
At last…
The risen sun paints the sky gold
It paints the sand and stones as well
Tide incoming…
This immature gull stands guard
While the sanderlings scuttle around in search of fresh tidbits brought by the waves
I can’t see this without seeing white horses galloping into shore
The incoming tide is forcing me back from the firmer sand of the surf-&-wrack-line. Time to retreat to the dunes instead (see last Tuesday’s Treat: Dune Community). As the dunes give way to the village of Caister-on-Sea, the ubiquitous but colourful gorse invades
Fungi, can’t go for a walk without they appear. This is a yellow brain; it has a preference for gorse
Caister Lifeboat Station… the end of the walk; time to turn around and walk back, though via the village and along the road
This is run by volunteers, funded entirely by donations
And finally… to give a little flavour of the place, a car park full of tractors and small fishing boats
Enjoy the road walk-home!
Lovely pictures Crispina
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A beautiful timeline. The blue hour with the emerging gold …. ahhhhhh
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Some days are magic… but then, you know that
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wonderful use of the transition from blue hour to gold hour and what a beautiful place you live in. btw, I can’t see a breaking wave without thinking of the river scene from LOTR. 🙂
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Yea, that one… I almost said that one, yet that imagery comes from the Celtic and the original is the sea
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Love both the blue and the golden hours!
Love your shares…
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Thank you, Dale. Wasn’t sure I’d get out for a 10-miler this week, so I was out yesterday morning in the freezing fog. If need be I’ll draw on those photos for next Sunday.
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I’m frankly blow away that you do ten-milers. Six is pretty much my max – of course with heavy winter boots and dressed like an Inuit, it doesn’t help!
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I don’t have to trudge through snow. Everywhere has had snow (yea, 5 cms!) but not us. But we have been having some very deep frosts. Again this morning at 7 degrees C under
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Snow really makes a difference. Then again, so does ice.
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Snow I can hack, it has grip.. But staying upright on ice… I’ve bruised my bum too many times
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Tell me about it. And when you do manage to remain upright, it often comes at the expense of a twisted back!
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Ouch!!!
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I’ve done it a few times…
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What a cute downtown! Seems very welcoming (well, in non-COVID times, at least). Loved the pictures of the waves. I miss getting down to the beach to watch them myself.
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I was there again this Sunday… in very thick fog. Couldn’t see the sea till it was at my feet, and it was so quiet. Truly like it was gently breathing
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Sounds magical!
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It was. It was also very cold!
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It looks cold — BRR!
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I always think of the shore eroding away over there in Norfolk and Suffolk, not about how the shifting sands sometimes add beach. Thanks for the photographic and memorial evidence!
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Pleasure, as ever. I’ve become quite fascinated with beach erosion & accretion.
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