A blustery day at Flamborough Head

I took far too many photo's as usual, I have managed to whittle it down to twentyfour. Yes, there were some correct guesses, clever peeps. I had a last minute ride out to Flamborough Head, on the east coast of Yorkshire. Now that the Humber Bridge tolls have been halved to £1.50 each way, I don't mind paying it quite so much. My sister and hubby are staying in their caravan up there, so I had a day with them. Saturday was rumoured to be the best day weatherwise so I thought I'd better grab the chance.

I arrived at the caravan park just in time to get the bus to Flamborough, a few miles away. My brother in law now has his bus pass, so my sister was the only one to have to pay the fare. She won't be getting her pass for a few years yet as she is four years younger than me, and the Government keep moving the goal posts.

It was very blustery when we got off the bus at North Landing, which is at the top of the bit jutting out to sea. We were well wrapped up against the elements, but even so it was still very wild and wet, and a bit chilly. There was a couple of short showers at first, but for most of the day, walking along the top of the cliff was like riding a fairground ride, with the wind whizzing past you at 90 miles an hour. It was a job to stand still enough to take any photo's. This is looking down into the bay at North Landing, first one side.....

then the other.

This is the slipway that goes down to the seashore.

We walked, or rather staggered along, past Breil Nook, Cradle Head, Stottle Bank, and Selwicks Bay. Some spectacular scenery.

Thousands of birds clinging to the side of the chalk cliffs. At one point the wind was whipping up the seaspray right over our heads and we got covered.

Aha, up ahead is the Lighthouse coming into view.

Photo opportunity, me and sis. I have my £1 charity shop bag with a pink strap and neon coloured hearts all over it.

After a welcome cup of coffee and a piece of apple pie, I decided to join a small group and have a short tour of the Lighthouse. £2.20 for pensioners. This is the way up.

This is what goes on in the glass dome at the top. Very difficult to get any good shots because you can't step back in the small space. The whole dome thing rotates, and the light from the bulbs beams out through the slatted glass. I'm not sure of the exact workings of it.

Some views of the surrounding area.

Now it's time to go down.

Then it was time to walk back along the cliff top to North Landing to get the bus. We had a bit of time to spare so while sis and BiL went to get a dring in the local hostelry, I took the opportunity to walk down the slipway to the seashore, for a few more pics.

It was good to get back to the caravan, which soon warmed up when the heating went on. They have all mod cons in this van, like a mini luxury flatlet. My sister produced a nice meaty meal for the two of them, I took my own mackeral fillets and spaghetti, and had it with some salad. Only a small glas of wine for me as I was driving back.

It was a lovely day out, even though it was wild and windy. Sometimes battling with the elements makes you more alive and blows the cobwebs off, ha ha.