Sometimes I wake up and just feel the need to see the sea. This was one such morning, but I knew the forecast was for a chilly day with easterly winds. I lay in bed with my cuppa, looking at the forecast and they promised sunshine mid morning. Maybe that would take the edge off, I pondered. With that thought, I booked my tickets for the 09..15 train and snuggled down with another cuppa…..it was still dark outside and still an hour before I have to leave for the station.
Hoties in my gloves, I stepped outside and could already feel the icy cold wind coming in off the sea long before I was at the coast. As I walked through the village, night was just starting to become day; the children huddled together, waiting for the school buses to arrive. The clouds looked a tad ominous with no promise of a sunrise appearance..
But as I headed towards the traffic lights, I caught a glimpse of something brighter
…in a moment it was gone and I wondered if I’d imagine it 🤔
As I reached the traffic lights I came to an abrupt halt. I hadn’t imagined it at all! A slither of morning sky was all the sun needed.
…and it really was a slither…
I stood, watching the moment unfold
I could feel the smile across my face as the sun defiantly rose through the dark clouds
In, what felt like, less than a minute, it began to disappear upwards into the waiting grey skies
I became suddenly aware of how cold I was; a shiver snaking down my spine. I also realised I needed to get a wiggle on as I hadn’t factored in any time for clicking 😳
Each time I reached an opening looking eastwards, I couldn’t resist a click
As I reached the golf course, my breathing heavy, I turned and saw it once more trying to cut through the clouds
I became distracted once more staring at the reflections in the lying water by the clubhouse
Then a young cyclist on his way to school startled me back into the present, realising once more I really needed to get a wiggle on. I purposely didn’t look at my watch. If I missed the train, I’d simply catch the next one. But still, I wiggled as fast as my wobbly legs would take me.
Every now and then, I was caught in a trance as I dared to peep to my right. Only the sun’s rays managing to pierce the clouds
Finally out of sight, houses all around me as I reached the edge of town, I was on a mission to catch that train.
I collapsed in a heap on the bench on the platform only then to hear the sound of the barriers going down as the train approached…..I’d just made it🥵
I sat on the train, leaning my head back and sighing with relief. I hadn’t realised I’d cut it that fine…
Hutton Cranswick, Driffield and Nafferton were the stops between me and Bridlington. It felt like minutes as my station was arrived.
As I stepped out into the sea air, I could sense my stay would be a short one. The icy cold wind was blowing harder as the sea came into view,
….but it worked its magic and I stood rooted to the spot looking seaward as the sun desperately tried to appear
There was the odd chink of blue waiting for the sun
The cold had put off many walkers today as I zoomed in towards Fraisethorpe, the wind turbines making the most of the easterly wind.
A couple of hardy Cormorants braved the floating wooden buoy out at sea
But apart from them, I couldn’t see anything thing but seagulls
I must only have been there ten minutes when I became aware of two frozen blocks of ice attached to the bottom of my legs. 🥶😂�…….might have only been there minutes but at least I’d got my fix of seeing the sea.
Slowly waking my feet up I ambled back up the slipway and headed back to the station……but just one more click before I do….
