Tag Archives: seaside

Sandscale Haws

Monday 27th July 2020, 2.45pm (day 3,259)

Sandscale Haws, 27/7/20

The beauty of Cumbria is not entirely found in its lakes and mountains. The coast is also very fine. After a terrible morning’s weather put the high country out of bounds, we got out anyway and Sandscale Haws, near Barrow, gave us something to enjoy as the weather cleared. Joe practices his ballet moves, it seems.

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Morecambe Bay

Saturday 6th June 2020, 3.55pm (day 3,208)

Morecambe Bay, 6/6/20

A burst of freedom. As we are allowed to visit family at the present time — under conditions of whatever — we had a day trip to the great gash in the landscape that is Morecambe Bay. On the other side, Grange-over-Sands.  The figures seen on the tidal flats are presumably a family: but even if they’re not, what business is it of mine.

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Braye Beach (and farewell to the Channel Islands)

Friday 17th August 2018, 10.35am (day 2,549)

Braye beach, 17/8/18

Yesterday’s rather sombre subject matter was matched by the Thursday weather on Alderney, but the sun returned today to brighten up our last day in the Channel Islands: we had breakfast here, lunch in Guernsey and dinner at home, in Hebden Bridge. The general family consensus was that we could take or leave Guernsey, but the smaller islands we visited, Sark and Alderney, do tempt one into fantasies of retiring from the world to island life. It’s places like Braye beach — almost empty on a glorious August morning — that particularly encourage this.

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The Guernsey beach experience

Tuesday 14th August 2018, 3.10pm (day 2,546)

At Pembroke Bay, 14/8/18

Guernsey has some very nice beaches, including the one we spent most of today on, Pembroke Bay on the northern tip of the island. But these three seemed to decide that the golden sands were not as pleasant to lie on as the comfortable concrete of the sea wall.

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Port de Moulin, Sark

Monday 13th August 2018, 2.55pm (day 2,545)

Port de Moulin, Sark, 13/8/18

The Isle of Sark lies a few miles east of Guernsey and in the 16th century was the haunt of marauding pirates, at which point Queen Elizabeth the First empowered a lord and a group of 40 families to settle it. And not a great deal seems to have changed since. There remain no tarmac roads, street lighting nor cars on the island, which is a spectacular and beautiful place. Today is one of those days where my limiting myself to one shot per day makes it difficult — I could have chosen any of a dozen pictures today, including the precipitous La Coupée, which is Sark’s most famous (and clichéd) sight, but I’m going with this one because I like the light. This impressive rock arch is down on the beach of Port de Moulin, one of the few places that you can get down to sea level from the upper plateau — one reason those pirates were so fond of Sark. Should you get the chance to visit here, I highly recommend it.

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High summer, Rhyl

Thursday 12th July 2018, 4.45pm (day 2,513)

Rhyl, 12/7/18

One can expect many of the small seaside towns of Britain to look fairly desolate on, say, a wet Tuesday in February. But Rhyl, North Wales, where I happened to find myself this evening, manages to look like this in mid-July at the end of the sunniest period in a couple of decades. It’s quite an achievement.

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Crosby beach

Sunday 15th April 2018, 3.20pm (day 2,425)

Ice cream van, Crosby, 15/4/18

Optimism in the face of bleakness. These are the qualities that have kept the British seaside going for many generations now.

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Brighton sunset

Saturday 24th February 2018, 5.15pm (day 2,375)

Brighton sunset, 24/2/18

Our tour of the south-east corner of England continues. Once again I find myself in Brighton, on a beautiful but very cold day. A day well spent all round.

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Llandudno

Saturday 6th January 2017, 12.40pm (day 2,326)

Llandudno, 6/1/18

After spending the last four days almost entirely at home, claustrophobia was definitively overcome by having a day out here. Looking rather different from its last appearance on the blog in August 2016, Llandudno was all built in the 1850s and 1860s as a massive piece of real estate speculation by landowner Lord Mostyn and architect Owen Williams. And I have to say, you can see their point.

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On Brighton beach

Sunday 17th December 2017, 9.35am (day 2,306)

Brighton beach, 17/12/17

I don’t just like spending time in Brighton because of the football, you know. Far from it.

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