Cold but with plenty of sunshine about and only a spot or two of rain, so no complaints here. Today we are heading slightly north and after finding a scruffy little car park (free until 1st March and I certainly wouldn’t have paid for the privilege!) behind the dunes part way between Ingoldmells and Chapel St Leonards we joined the promenade. We walked south to Ingoldmells Point where we joined the deserted beach.
The sand is coarse and quite hard going under foot above the tide line, but still too wet where the sand is purer, so we’ll manage. We about turned at Ingoldmells and set off back towards Chapel Point.
The beach is quite deep here with a series of low dunes before reaching the promenade and behind that a mound of sea defences and then acres and acres of holiday parks. A bit of an eye opener to realise just how many people must holiday in these holiday parks – I wonder if the beaches all get busy or as I imagine just in clusters around the scattered beach bars? For today though there is just us and a few offshore wind turbines and we are definitely enjoying better weather!
A row of beach huts and the North Sea Observatory heralds our arrival at Chapel Point and the end of this 3 mile stretch of beach.
Time to turn back and complete this 6 mile walk if I can remember which cut through leads us to the car?
A fair bit of sun around today and thankfully less wind, though it is still a tad chilly! Today we drove to the other side of Skegness (the town centre is definitely not worth a visit!) to the rather posh Seacroft. Consisting of some obscenely large houses and a rather surprisingly rough looking golf course running behind an area of low dunes (rather soggy at the moment) and a vast stretch of empty sand.
It really was empty, I guess because you have to walk a distance to get to it? We set off southwards away from Skegness and we’re soon lost in our own world with not a soul or man made structure (excepting the offshore wind farm) in sight – how fab?
Across the Wash we could just make out an outline of the Norfolk Coast and behind us just a limitless stretch of sand.
After a couple of miles, the beach opened up even further as we approached Gibraltar Point.
But unfortunately our progress was halted by a rather muddy stream running through the dunes just before reaching the Gibraltar Point Nature Reserve and so instead of returning via the Nature Reserve we made our way back along the (still) deserted beach.
Luckily we just made it back to the car, completing a 7 mile round trip, just ahead of a serious rain and hail downpour!
A little fed up today – have spent the last 4weeks in Yorkshire mainly to walk the coastline but my visit was timed in the hope that I would experience some proper snow but not a flake to be seen – what is it doing in most of Yorkshire today? Yes snowing! We, in the meantime had to put up with steady rain through the night and most of the morning – how mean!
Still we did manage another long walk along the beach, this time in the direction of Skegness.
Even though the beach was mostly deserted, the wind was blowing the sand up into our faces so it was in fact preferable to walk along the coastal path just alongside the beach to Skegness. What can I say about the seafront at Skegness? A wide unattractive (but useful) concrete promenade backed by a fairly tatty looking funfair and various other ‘Amusements’ – I didn’t take any photos as it wasn’t very inspiring (apologies to anyone who lives there) but with miles and miles of coarse sand to enjoy – who am I to complain.
At the end of the promenade, beyond the Lagoon, we cut across the sand to the seas edge and with the wind on our backs, Poppydog got her freedom.
Heading further south Seacroft Sands stretch as far as the eye could see and we shall look forward to exploring those another day. For now though we shall potter our way back along the waters edge, Poppydog chasing gulls and me? Well just enjoying the moment!
As we approach Seathorne the sky brightens, though a little late in the day for us to enjoy.
Well thankfully the wind appears to have died down for a bit and the Humber Bridge is open to all vehicles again so after a damp pack up we are off. A bit of rain on the way but once we were in site of the bridge the sun came out and the rest of our journey across the Wolds was delightful. It was so glorious that I even considered getting my shorts out when we arrived – that is until I got out of the car when we arrived! Sunny it may be, warm it is not!
After setting up we were keen to get out onto the beach, only about 50 yards through the site to the promenade (though our view from the van is interrupted by the ‘Derbyshire Miner’s Convalescence Home’ looking somewhat forlorn and abandoned now which stands between us and the sea).
Walking along the promenade away from Skegness the beach was empty.
This section of the long sandy shore that runs from Cleethorpes in the north down to the Wash in the south is called Seathorne, being the seaside bit of Winthorpe an outer area of Skegness. Crossing the area of low dunes out to the sea, Poppydog was free to run and run…
For an hour and a half we just lost ourselves, enjoying the sunshine, the seemingly limitless empty beach and the crashing waves. For Poppydog there was the added excitement of ‘Seagull chasing’ – aah Poppydog Heaven….
Beautiful sunshine greeted us this morning but unfortunately it was fairly short lived as the clouds rolled in, however for us it stayed dry (and that is all that matters, if we’re honest!) though it had clearly rained on site at some point during the afternoon. We made the journey south again this time to Cresswell, a small village strung along the roadside behind the last if the dunes of Druridge Country Park. As the tide is fully in we followed the coastal path along the cliff tops away from Cresswell heading southwards. The ground was becoming increasingly scrublike with only the distant Power Station at Lynemouth to look at, oh yes and a couple of traveller ponies nibbling away at the grass! Still we persevered and eventually made our way down a little used path to Lynemouth Beach…
Certainly not the most attractive beach, more like coarse builders sand, in fact it did look as though the back of the beach had been excavated and of course an excellent view of the Power Station…
Still Poppydog was not bothered and as we had the beach to ourselves, I was happy to let her career about yelping as much as she liked! After a while we made our way back into Cresswell, once you have seen one Power Station and we have seen a few on our travels, you have no real need or wish to see another! And there tucked away beneath the dunes and the little village of Cresswell a proper sandy beach….
The tide is almost fully in but we clambered down anyways for a little play.
We also attempted to clamber over the rocky headland of Stank Letch Rocks (who?) to get to the Cresswell Links end of Druridge Bay but had to give up part way and rejoin the pathway running through the dunes until…
We made it! This is more like it.
Only 5 miles but plenty of play time and those clouds are looking a bit iffy!