A slight mist pervaded Blakeney for this early morning seasonal re-visit. The tide was out and a tranquil atmosphere prevailed. Ann’s simple eulogy to the beach was appropriate to the setting, eloquent and understated.
What the beach means to Ann.
By the water at low tide in Blakeney.
I arrived an hour after a high spring tide had pushed the sea onto the walkway by the river at Blakeney. The tide run was swift, out to sea past the barge Juno, which still had water under her keel. I visited the art gallery of David Jackson, whom I mistakenly referred to as Alan, where I interviewed proud local man Colin. The grey morning was brightened by his eulogy to all things Norfolk and the diverse attractions that lie in proximity to the beach on this part of our coastline.
Norfolk all the way for Colin.
The river at Blakeney on an ebbing spring tide.
If you walk out in the morning from Blakeney Quay, along either the elevated footpath or the causeway by the water, you’re soon in a world of birdsong and salt marshes. The horizon wanders as you swing round and it can be quite disorientating at first. When your focus adjusts, subtle height and distance variations in this coastal environment become apparent and you start to listen more carefully to the sounds around you. The effect is very settling and harmonious, a revitalising start to the day.
Brenda’s homage to the beach.
Morning birdsong at Blakeney.
Blakeney is a small, quiet village, despite being close to many of the other resorts in this part of Norfolk. It’s in an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, with endless views across the estuary and salt marshes out to Blakeney Point, owned by the National Trust. The Point, a long spit made up of sand and shingle, is an important breeding ground for terns. It’s also home to common and grey seals. From nearby, you can get to Blakeney Point by ferry. You’ll be mixing with dinghy sailors, bird and seal watchers and walkers.
Maddy & Mark give their assessment of the beach.
The expansive scene at Blakeney, looking over the salt marshes.