The noise of a rock scrunching underfoot as I stepped off the causeway was enough to bring the memories flooding back. That and the familiar smell of ozone.
Earlier this evening, I got bored and cheesed off with the fact I’d not been able to leave the house all day — a lovely sunny day at that. So, off I went for a quick drive around some of my old haunts. Between stops at Rocky Island (Seaton Sluice) and Tynemouth Priory (ermmm... Tynemouth) was the real highlight — St Mary’s Island at Whitley Bay.
The lighthouse was looking particularly splendid, lit from its base, defying the onset of night. For once, I’d got lucky with the tides too, as the causeway and surrounding rocks were free of water. At the start of June, a whole host of Minis is going to make its way to St Mary’s at the end of what will hopefully be a great day’s driving. Tonight it was just me and I took the chance to indulge in a spot of low-impact vandalism. With a kelp whip in hand, I made my mark in the sand — at least until the sea comes back in overnight. :)
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