Maps should tell a story. This one is the tale of our Saturday. If you know these places, you’ll perhaps also understand why it wouldn’t be at all bad to spend every Saturday like this.
Such is our life in Norfolk that when we need to buy more coffee we end up on a 10mi walk. From Blakeney up to Wiveton down, the Art Cafe for a scone, and the Grey Seal Roastery for our actual coffee purchase!
Bonzo enjoyed it too.
Of course nothing would do but to cross the ford and make our way through the wild flower and spring bulb strewn lanes of Wiveton and into Cley for a sneak peak at the new location for Artemis Antiques and Coffee Shop. (Full report to follow)
Then we finished off through Cley Marsh on the Coast Path homewards. Time for a nap I think.
Well, it has been some time since we posted. But don’t think we have been idle. I think to get things going again we may revisit some of the highlights from this winter before looking towards spring. Let’s face it, we got a bit of winter left before us. I will start with a photo essay of our hike to Blakeney Point to see the seals on the winter solstice. We hit the point in time for sunset and saw more seals than ever before! After that the sky was ablaze with light from pink to purple and fading to a blood red smudge on the horizon hanging on until we were back at the Cley Beach car park. What an amazing walk!
Having lived in Blakeney for two years and three summers we have only just made our first trip to the Watch House! (Half Way House to you Cley residents) What an oversight!! We should have done this every year, and will from here on in. Our adventure started with a vision. A raft. A swimming platform. This dream has taken us all summer. By which, I mean, we have sporadically made a token effort to build said raft. But the trip was upon us and we had no means of transporting our provisions. So a last ditch effort was made and the raft took form. Largely untested I was nervous it would even float and when high tide and sunset on an overcast day coincide, there is little margin for error. Luckily she floated! A gusty north wind and the tide against us we made quite a spectacle on the quay.
A good while later we arrived and could not have felt more grateful or cozy anywhere else in the world after that ordeal.
The morning was clear and bright and many adventures were had, including mud racing, skim boarding, swimming in the waves, cub, and most importantly the BBQ!
As sunset approached our raft became a swimming platform swiftly followed by a kayak with a seal for the boys and wine on the dock for the girls. Dinner mainly consisted of cheese and wine and cards.
Breakfast BBQ anyone? Bubble and squeak with samphire, sausages, bacon, fried and poached eggs and grilled tomatoes! I always make a point of travelling with a chef!
All too soon it was time to go. We packed up the raft and dragged it out into the main channel. The return trip could not have been more different to the way out! We casually drifted into Blakeney and arrived in style on the quay.
What a trip. What a place. A mile from my house we found a little paradise. Holiday is definitely a state of mind. I can only advise annexing a small spit of land like a pirate to everyone to make you forget your problems.
Well, June 21st is an exciting day for us, but for different reasons. For me and my sun-worshipping, it is the day with the most daylight hours. For Marek, who loves all things wintery and bleak, it marks a turning point to when the days become shorter. Whatever the reason, we both found it a day to celebrate. And what better way than to experience the sunset on a hike.
We took the last Coast Hopper bus from Blakeney to Sheringham, and there had the best fish and chips on the coast at Straights, followed by a visit to Ronaldo’s of Norwich ice cream shop (monster cookie and chocolate hazelnut, if you were wondering).
At 7pm we set out along the golf course and walked the coast path back home. Here are some highlights.
For more of the story in photos click here for the Flickr gallery.
Walking along the coast path from Blakeney to Sheringham, I could see a squall chasing us from West to East along the Point. It swept the sea and sky into a single white cloud, racing along the beach. We (the dog and I), took shelter in one of the cave’s in the Weybourne cliffs and watched it roar past. It took about 10 minutes to go from sheets of rain and wind to bright blue sky (the video is sped up x20).
A low tide adventure.
So, same route, different tide today. Low tide in Blakeney reveals what lies beneath. A quiet stroll down the Center of the harbour after work makes a great evening dog walk in the warm weather. However, if you are looking for a great run/resistance workout then I recommend a run out and around the sailing buoys.
This is a great 5k run that will take you along mud, sand and through pools of shallow water for that extra resistance. And you can never forget the wind factor along the coast! It’s a whole body work out, and if you get hot you can always jump in the pools left behind which are at times bath water warm. Just make sure you are sure the tide is out or just before low tide, because they can rush around here.