Woke up to a very dismal morning, so after a spot of breakfast, I drove to Warkworth to have a look at the castle. The place itself hadn't opened for the season yet, but it's well worth a visit to see it standing proud over the town below.
When the castle was founded is uncertain: traditionally its construction has been ascribed to Prince Henry of Scotland in the mid-12th century, but it may have been built by King Henry II of England when he took control of England's northern counties. The then timber castle was considered "feeble", and was left undefended when the Scots invaded in 1173.
|J. M. W. Turner painted Warkworth Castle in 1799. The ruins were attracting tourists as early as the mid |
|Thankfully the sun did make a brief appearance after a while, and I managed to get a couple of shots of the |
ancient walls lit up in the morning light.
The rest of the day was a bit of a washout, I ended up going to Embleton beach for a walk, before returning to the cottage for some lunch. Afterwards I drove down the road to Bamburg, and with little sign of the weather improving, if anything it seemed more set in than ever, I had a walk along the beach. The tide was way out, so I just kept going, besides, I didn't have much else to do. It was turning out to be quite a long day.
Sunset didn't look like it was going to happen, but I was loath to go back to the cottage at such an early hour, so I headed to the huge sand dunes between Bamburg and Seahouses. I spent some time in the freezing wind and dull light, taking shots of the feathery grasses that coat these massive dunes along this stretch of coast line. Once the light had faded beyond use I went back to the cottage to warm up and get some dinner.