So, it's now officially autumn and the weather has taken note...
With the weather like this we managed to find the one belt of cloud to set off to Spurn Point.
The news stories had said that the lifeboat families had moved out as the road was becoming too difficult for the commute to schools, etc. It seemed a good use of the Jeep to investigate.
In fact, the road was open, if rough in places, and membership of YWT exempted us from the £3 car charge. The tip of Spurn is surprisingly large, a tangle of gorse, Sea Buckthorn, ruined buildings, strange structures, dead trees and sea views.
A strangely smoking tanker sits in the distance. It carried on smoking and didn't seem to cause any alarm, so I supposed it was meant to do that.
Bull Sands Fort sits 1.5 miles away, but still in the East Riding...
One of the pilot launches returning to the pier with the lifeboat behind.
A stand of dead trees. I suppose that in such a changing environment (just look at the old rail tracks crossing the road madly three or four times as you drive down) it is not surprising that some things survive and some things do not.
There are marked paths and many more that twist and wander around through the ruins...
Cobweb covered ankle height entrances to heaven knows what, but I wasn't going to find out...
A very black bee on a very yellow flower...
The smoking tanker was still smoking...
The cloud started to move away and we moved back up to where the land was more narrow. The seaward side...
I was quite pleased with this, which was why I made it a bit bigger.
Swallows were whizzing past our ears, a nightmare to try and focus on, in the end I turned the auto focus off and just took a picture when I thought they were within range..
Ships come and go...
The western side, looking south, toward the lighthouse and the lifeboat station ...
And north (ish)...
A few pics from a visit in March (which was the last time it felt like summer)...
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