Northumberland Coast walk, part 3 — Final days: Seahouses to Cresswell.

30 Oct

I realize that after my last 2 blogs in this sequence, I am in danger of rendering a blow by blow account of the whole bl–dy walk! So I’ll let you off and just present a series of snippets and snapshots of the last few days.

* Blistered and sunburnt, we walked forever into the south.   * Dark, tilted rocks in Beadnell Bay   * Boarded-up holiday chalets dotted amongst the dunes.

* Dodging yet more flying golf balls by following the blue posts across the Links.   *A lovely cup of tea at Newton by the Sea.   *A little green bordered on 3 sides by tiny white cottages.

* The distinctive, evocative shape of Dunstanborough Castle shimmers in the morning heat haze.

* Passing by the bird-hide at Newton Pool where we saw the short-eared owl with Clive just 2 months before. We borrowed his binoculars to look at it. ( He’s sorely missed.)

* A brown stoat darts up through the rocks below the castle.   *Weasels are weasily recognised and stoats are stotally different. ( Colin reminded me.)

* The oak-smoked kippers of Craster.   * Dark, brooding basalt cliffs smeared with the guano of countless gulls.

* The cliff top bathing house of Howick hall.   * Rumbling Kern – where the sea gets forced into a whirlpool hollow and makes the growling noise of distant thunder.

* The giant early-warning golfball of RAF Boulmer. ( very apt, considering the density of golf courses on this coastline.)

* Picturesque Alnmouth — a huddle of red-rooved houses, grassy cliffs, a huge shining beach and the river snaking into the sea.

* Opposite Alnmouth is a large sandy hill with a cross on top and a ruined old chapel at the bottom.

* Entering Warkworth over the medieval bridge and looking up to the dominating Castle Keep, former stronghold of the Percys.

* Walking by the River Coquet with 3 grey herons fishing, a group of dark cormorants spreading their wings and a regal procession of 9 swans —  all are perfectly reflected in the water.

* Amble marina crowded with pleasure boats.   * The lighthouse on Coquet Island flashing red in the morning mist.

* Walking by the dunes and wetlands off idyllic Druridge Bay, and thinking — they once wanted to build a nuclear power station here!

* Cresswell, near Ashington — the official start of the walk — but for us it was the end!   * Celebratory ice-creams and then we stand beside the “official” sign-board for the commerative picture.

Thanks to Colin McMillan for his excellent organisation and company. In memory of Clive Taylor, our much missed MATE.


3 Responses to “Northumberland Coast walk, part 3 — Final days: Seahouses to Cresswell.”

  1. Thom Hickey November 7, 2014 at 4:34 pm #

    Thanks. I love Northumberland – gods country! Regards Thom.

    • scrapstu1949 November 8, 2014 at 10:57 am #

      There are 2 earlier parts of this blog if you’re interested sometime. Thanks for reading.

      • Thom Hickey November 8, 2014 at 11:02 am #

        On my list for the weekend!

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