Low tide is around midday, so we’re enjoying the two mile walk along the sand from Sandsend to Whitby. It was high time that we came to see the sea again. The waves heave and sigh; the surf swishes and fizzes.
Whitby harbour, 12.25 p.m., 59ºF, 15ºC, cool breeze from sea, hazy: A cormorant flies low over the water and out to sea via the harbour mouth.
A crow probes around the barnacle encrusted rocks on the west side of the harbour. Three or four redshanks fly up from the water’s edge, piping as they go.
Nearer the bridge, the herring gulls have the mud bank staked out. A turnstone does just that – turns over a stone – as we pass. In fact in the minute or so that we’re walking by it turns over four stones. When we humans are rock-pooling the advice is to carefully replace every stone we turn so as not to disrupt the habitat. The turnstone doesn’t bother with that.
Inspiring to see your country. I enjoy your blog. I move about every 3 months so I see new places all the time. We are going to Scotland in October. I have been to Wales,and London . If you have any places you know in Scotland,let me know. I am on St. Simons island in Georga. The most beautiful and biggest oaks I have ever seen covered inSpanish moss, lots of beaches and birds. I saw my first flying squirrel! Won’t bore you anymore. Enjoy your day. Be happy and well, Sheryl
When I first met Barbara we had a plan to go and live on the west coast of Scotland. We did a try out one August and it literally swept us off our feet. Barbara could make no progress against the westerly that sprung up so I pressed on to the B&B and drove the car around to pick her up. That visit made us realise that Yorkshire had a lot of redeeming features!
I like Speyside because I spent so many summers there as an osprey reserve warden.
I’m rather glad we don’t have flying squirrels swooping in to our bird feeders, the greys cause enough trouble without becoming airborne!
Richard, you have a witty sense of humor. Thanks for the info.