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!
Well not a great day for us, visibility was very poor all day and the rain came along mid afternoon for the duration. Still we got out promptly to make the best of the day before the rain came along and set off along the shore towards Seahouses.
We really couldn’t see much at all as we ambled along the beach but it was pleasant enough with the waves crashing along the shore and just the odd person appearing through the gloom every now and then. After a mile or so we had to cut inland slightly across a golf course as the beach ended just before Seahouses and we didn’t feel inclined to slither over the rocks (it would probably have been ok if the weather had been clearer and the tide a bit further out).
Seahouses is quite a busy large village with many pretty cottages along the sea front (sadly many of them holiday lets) and what looks to be quite a busy harbour.
We continued along the front and beyond the village came upon Seahouses main beach – which ordinarily is probably quite spectacular…
Time will tell as we shall definitely have to return on a brighter day, but for now this will do for a run around for Poppydog and a little sit down for me before we walk back.
Our peace was shattered by the arrival of a class load of orange little humans!
Part way back the rain came – ah well tomorrow is another day!
Still quite windy but a bit more sun around today, not a lot but a bit! We wanted to go back to Goswick Sands today, so this time we found somewhere to tuck the car in Cheswick (just a few houses and farms) and walked the 3 miles or so along the lanes and eventually across the dunes to the beach.
This really is a long way from anywhere and there appears to be no formal parking apart from for the Golf Course and the lanes too narrow to allow for verge parking, so I was not surprised to discover that again we had the beach to ourselves.
The sea too is a long way out and we contented ourselves with walking around to where the beach gives way to marshland at Beal Point with views over to Holy Island (just a bit of greenery on the horizon from here).
Poppydog was of course happy to chase balls across this great expanse of sand.
Until it was time for us to head back and complete this 8 mile walk.
A very different day today, blue skies, sunshine and a little coastal breeze. Today we drove to Cocklawburn and parked up (this is the start of the Lindisfarne Nature Reserve) taking a moment to look down onto Cocklawburn Beach….
A very different look today but we didn’t loiter as we have planned a walk along the coastal path from here.
We followed the path which mostly traversed the grassland inland of the dunes, for several miles until we cut back through the dunes at Beachcomber House to this – looking to the right at Goswick Sands….
And to the left at Cheswick Sands….
Wow and we literally can’t see anyone
Needless to say Poppydog was free to run and run..
We walked the good half a mile to the sea and found an ideal log to take a moment or two to just enjoy and absorb the beauty of this place…
Poppydog happy chasing a ball or two wwhich I had fortunately brought with me as there was not a stone in sight.
And make footsteps in the sand…
Soon enough it was time to make our way back, walking along the beach, at one point having to remove my boots and socks to wade across a stream crossing the beach and still not a soul in sight.
At the far end of Cheswick Beach with a last look back…
We clambered through the dunes to rejon the coastal path for the last mile or so as the tide was too high for us to cocontinue along the beach.
What a beautiful 9.5 mile walk and what a find.
A pretty wet night and a rather damp and miserable day but they happen! Tired of waiting for the rain to abate we set off anyway, along Spittal Promenade and up along the cliffs. We had to share a little bit of our walk with some cows but fortunately they were not particularly interested in us. Ordinarily I would be posting some pics of the view from the cliffs but there were no views – intact we only knew the sea was there because well we knew it was there! After maybe a mile or so we started our descent and got our first look at Cocklawburn Beach.
This is one of three beaches and as there were already a few dog walkers on this beach…
We moved onto the second beach…
Which we had to ourselves – so off you go Poppydog! We wandered along a bit further to take a look at the third little beach…
Well that is enough excitement for us and with a last look down onto the beach we chose to take an inland route home – 7.5 wet miles.
We shall be back when the sun is shining.