A low tide coincided with cold, clear skies that reflected light from the myriad razor clam shells scattered on the beach. The azure blue skies provided a counterpoint to the rich, recently washed sand on this expansive, flat beach. The sense of scale and perspective here can be mesmerising and uplifting at the same time. Take care close to the sea as the tide turns back in, as it returns swiftly to its high water mark.
An adventurous association with the beach.
A bright winter day at Brancaster.
Brancaster has a stunning beach, which stretches for miles in front of the golf course and the sand dunes. At low tide, you can see the wreck of the S S Vina. The soft sand is ideal for making sand castles, but there are kite surfers here too on windy days. This is a well-to-do area and there are excellent shops, restaurants and boat trips, that run from Brancaster Staithe. Wildlife, particularly resident and migratory birds, features strongly along this stretch of coastline, including Marsh Harriers, avocets, oyster catchers and terns. Brancaster is also known for its mussels, in season when there is an ‘R’ in the month.
With Norma on the beach at Brancaster.
A bright, chilly start to the day for Margaret and her dogs.
A crisp winter scene at Brancaster beach.
Bright blue sky and sunshine were the order of the day, as seems to happen each time I visit Brancaster beach. The tide was rising quickly over this expansive, flat beach and the fine weather apparently followed an unsettled spell, so the beach was inhabited by returning locals and visitors, many paddling in the warm spring water at the sea’s edge.
What the beach means to Tiphaine.
…et en francais.
Bright sunshine at Brancaster beach.
The tide was out for this summer re-visit, leaving an awesome expanse of sand to contemplate in the morning light. A clean, breezy outlook was capped by an enormous blue sky, creating an overwhelming effect. This beach is elemental. As the razor clam shells crunch underfoot, there is a time for contemplation, creativity, re-balancing or just fun, whichever sense guides you.
Trevor’s beach eulogy.