So, here it is: photographic evidence of yesterday's six mile foray along the beach from Cromer to Sheringham, taking in East and West Runton along the way (oh, and the six miles back again).
As I walked west along the prom(enade) after taking some photos on the pier, I realised that I'd never (as far as I can remember, anyway) been on the west beach!
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As always: Click to embiggen!
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| The Hotel de Paris on top of the cliff above the pier (with Cromer Church tower behind it) |
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The Pavilion Theatre at the end of the pier
(not right at the end, though, as that's where the lifeboat station is) |
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| Stripey clay from the cliffs |
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| Cromer Pier from East Runton beach |
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| East Runton beach |
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| Not a cormorant |
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| Layers of flint in a chalk face |
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| I quite like this zoomed-in photo of Cromer Pier in a haze of sea-spray |
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| Looking back to Cromer again on the approach to West Runton |
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| A cormorant! |
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| This large groyne at West Runton dresses to the right... |
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| The chalk beds |
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| The other cormorant. This one and the other one are the only ones left in North Norfolk now, as Ms Scarlet has pilfered the rest! |
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| More stripey cliff clay |
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These revetments near to Sheringham have seen better days,
but I like the sinuous curves they describe |
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| Curving back towards West Runton |
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The skeletal remains of these revetments remind of the Easter Island Moai -
just having been on a massive diet! |
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| On the final approach to Sheringham beach, the wooden revetments are replaced with concrete and granite boulders |
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| Yikes! I turned around to head home and was confronted with this stealth freighter thingy. Once I got home, after a bit of research, I found out it was the M/V Autopremier on its way to Grimsby |
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| A rock pool in the exposed chalk beds at West Runton |
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| West Runton beach |
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| At East Runton, I'm nearing home |
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| I believe that grid on the sand are the remains of the previous pier... |
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| I stopped in the Rocket House cafe for a hot chocolate (no enormous biceps on show this time, sadly), and when I came out, the pier had been lit up |
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The Rocket House is the building behind the second globe lamp on the left.
I sat in a big, comfy sofa looking out of the picture window you can see there |
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I'm not going to apologise about the amount of photos, as I did warn you in the last post. However, I did keep a few back for a subsequent post - only eight, so you can breathe a sigh of relief!
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ReplyDeleteWere there any critters in the rock pool?
When I lived on Maui I always enjoyed looking in the little pools at low tide to see who was in there.
No, not a sausage. I always have a look in case there's something interesting in the pools, but there was nothing on Saturday.
DeleteI bet there were some exotic creatures in the Maui rock pools, weren't there?
Oh! I love it all! But I think my fave was the "Moai"...and then alonf cam Cromer-with-the-lights-on.
ReplyDeleteThe chalky bits put me in mind of what they now call the Jurassic Coast. No surprise, I suppose, considering what it would have looked like in the same era...
And that first cormorant knows red is his colour!
Thank you, whoever you are! Yes, North Norfolk can really pull it together sometimes and show off for people like me wandering around with a camera.
DeleteThe unknown writer is actually Dinahmow. Geiger, all 5kg of her, flopped down on my keyboard and "did something" to my settings. I thought I'd fixed it, but it seems she has permanently expunged me.
DeleteAh, Dinahmow!
DeleteDo you think Geifer would be able to do it again? There's some online viewing history that needs expunging (great word, btw). Uh... I'm asking for a "friend".
Geifer? I meant Geiger... Delete! Delete!
DeleteWhat a great set of photos Mr DeVice... They make a nice and interesting change from the long flat beaches that you usually traverse and the pier looks wonderful lit up like it is. I'm very glad that you availed yourself of a hot chocolate in your travels as one does need to maintain ones stamina whilst out snapping....
ReplyDeleteI keep meaning to get some snaps of the pier when it's a bit darker, as it does look wonderful as you say. However, I'm usually tucked up in the warm and have no incliniation to leave the house!
DeleteOh, and I neglected to mention that I indulged in some lovely greasy chips with a sprinkling of salt & vinegar when I got to Sheringham - They gave me the energy I needed to make it back to Cromer!
I always think it's interesting, the places one doesn't go to.
ReplyDeleteI've not been to no end of interesting places!
DeleteI like the misty haze - which is how I am feeling this morning...
ReplyDeleteAND I like the lit up pier.
The cormorants have got the hump with me because I don't take enough pictures of them. They are very vain, so I might send them back.
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I trust your haze has lifted by now? You will need a clear head to deal with those cormorants as we've decided we don't want them back. Sandpipers (or whatever they are) are the new cormorants!
DeleteLooks very cold!!!!! I would have needed my fur. But the first two pictures are my favorite.
ReplyDeleteAs the saying goes: "all fur coat and no knickers". Jx
DeleteHa @ Jon!
DeleteYou would have needed knickers and longjohns, Mistress Maddie. Or perhaps just a long John...
gorgeous photos, IDV! i did have to look up "revetments" since even from the photo i had no idea what they were/had been. i must say that i am impressed by a 12 mile walk, sweetpea! xoxox
ReplyDeleteThank you, Savvy! I might have known that "revetments" may have tripped people up - especially considering that I'm normally harping on about groynes!
DeleteTWELVE MILES?! In this weather? I bet even those "missing" cormorants were all huddling round a camp fire for warmth, so I've no idea how you could get your fingers to work the shutter on that camera... Jx
ReplyDeleteKeep in mind, Jon, the length of Mr. DeVice's legs.
DeleteNow I won't be able to get to sleep... Jx
DeleteHey! My legs aren't that scary! Or is it their blinding whiteness that's keeping you awake, Jon?
DeleteEven though the weekend temperatures were down to single digits, there was barely any wind, so no windchill factor, which made all the difference.
I think it might have been the vision of you getting the shutter button to work by using your toes that has kept Jon awake darling...
DeleteAh. It seems that it's time to clip my claws. Uh, I mean, toenails.
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