One thing you can guarantee is that our weather out in the west is windy! We had two major storms and one hurricane back in October, but, other than a few days where the winds picked up a little over twenty five miles an hour, most of November has been relatively calm, with breezes not much above twenty miles an hour most of the time, and some days well below twenty! Until today! I guess we had to have some more winds at some time, living where we do, jutting out into the wonderful and wild Atlantic Ocean, and sure enough, overnight we had winds well in excess of fifty mph, gusting up to seventy, so a blustery day, as Piglet and Pooh would say.
This afternoon, I was able to spend a few short moments in a car park overlooking Newgale beach, with the small hamlet of Newgale nestled precariously either side of the road that winds up a hill leading up from the beach and valley below. I don't know about you, I would love to live in one of those houses, for the view must be spectacular during a storm! Of course, I wouldn't want the job of cleaning the windows afterwards, lashed with all those salt laden winds and spray!
The yellow building, to the left hand side, is the Duke of Edinburgh Public House. It is on the road, and immediately across the road is a bank of pebbles, the only protection from the ocean and all the elements can throw at it.
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| The pebble breakwater running alongside the main road. |
Several times a year, mostly during the Winter, the combinations of high tides and high winds crash through, causing the pebbles to breech and the Atlantic Ocean to pour through. When this happens, the road can be closed for several days and all traffic is rerouted along the unclassified back roads to my village. These back roads, although surfaced, are single vehicle wide and not designed to take the regular daily traffic of many cars, busses, and delivery trucks. It can add some time to the journey.
You will also see a pond of water in the field alongside the Duke of Edinburgh; that, my friends, is a camp site! No camping there today!
Here are some more views of Newgale looking out to sea ~~~
This is the most stunning view any time of year. I love to sit in the bus, as we tootle along the high~hedged road home, and watch the faces of visitors to the area as they see it for the first time. It is priceless to see their amazement at the wild beauty of it all ~~~
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| In the distance Ramsey Island and Ynys Beri |
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| A great place for walking the dogs! |
Just as I was turning away, I heard a distinctive noise. I stopped, turned, stayed still and observed, searching with my eyes and ears until I found it ~~~ a sweet little wren ~~~ hopping about in the thorny bramble vines left behind long after the Autumn fruits are gone ~~~
All too soon my time at the beach was over and I had to return, so ~~~
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah
Oh Deb, that was a perfect Thanksgiving day trip - wonder-full views. I could feel the salt air on my face. When once you have walked on an ocean beach you are always linked to sand and the songs of sea and foamy waves and coming & going tides. Even a virtual visit can take you back. Thank you dear friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you, and yes, my friend, and when the salt sea runs in your veins, the pull is even harder! You said that beautifully.
DeleteHappy Thanksgiving!
Trips to the ocean front always top the list of my favorite places to visit, Deb. Such lovely views of the wild and mysterious ocean. The sweet little wren must have been the icing on the cake as you were about to leave. I love the chattering they always seem to voice. xoxo ♥
ReplyDeleteThank you. Wild and mysterious it is. Watching Blue Planet II, I'm always amazed that we know more about outer space than we do of our own ocean depths. Dxoxo
DeleteWhat a lovely description of a place, I always used to stop on my way to Solva at Newgale and old Moss would rush over that bank of stones to that fabulous but O so windy beach.
ReplyDeleteHello and thank you for visiting. It is quite a windy stretch indeed, so exposed to the elements from all direction.
DeleteThank you for sharing those wonderful photos, and lucky to get a wren to sit still for a photo!
ReplyDeleteThank you. More a matter of shooting off about 50 frames to get three usable ones! Flighty little beggars.
DeleteA beautiful shot of the wren. Really well done. Although lovely to look at I wouldn’t want to garden in Newgate being battered by the salt laden winds.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I agree, the plants have to be very salt tolerant and wind proof too!
DeleteMy favorites are the photos of the people and dogs on the beach!
ReplyDeleteThank you ~ yes, I only wish they would have walked closer to a still area of water on the beach for a great reflection shot.
DeleteWhat beautiful photos. No wonder your heart belongs to the ocean. With beauty like that you could 'almost' lure me out of my woods. :-)
ReplyDeleteI love to listen to the wrens chatter and scold.
Love and hugs,
Darlene
Thank you, my friend. Yes, long have I said I could never live more than a short distance from the ocean. Six weeks in Idaho crushed me! It was the wren's chatter that first alerted me to it's presence.
DeleteLove, D xo