Sunday, 17 October 2010

Fraisthorpe Beach

Fraisthorpe Beach looking north to Bridlington
Today, the weather was glorious with clear blue skies without a cloud to be seen. A day that demanded that we get out of the house.

We decided to take advantage of not being far from the coast wherever you are on the Yorkshire Wolds and take ourselves and the dogs to the beach. Our destination was Fraisthorpe Beach. Fraisthorpe is a hamlet just south of Bridlington now bypassed by the A165. If you turn off the main road, head through the small cluster of house and farms that is Fraisthorpe and then turn towards the sea after about a mile or so you reach Auburn Farm (I assume it's called after the beck that runs across the beach here not the hair colour). Here the farmer has turned his cliff edge land in to a rough car park which during winter months you pay a pound to park in through an honesty box system. In summer it's attended and parking will cost you the princely sum of £2. In return for your parking fee the farmer provides some toilet facillities. Quite a few cars were in the car park when we arrived whose occupants it appeared had had the same idea as us judging by the amount of dogs of all shapes and sizes on the beach.

Coastal defence relics
The sky was still cloudless and the sun was warm but an onshore breeze meant that it certainly wasn't t-shirt weather and warm layers were required. We headed down on to the beach and headed south for a mile or so. 

The beach here is dotted with large lumps of concrete that are the remnants of the defences placed on the cliff tops to thwart a German invasion. As this coastline is the fastest eroding in the UK the defences have long since dropped in to the sea and now provide somewhere for marine life to cling to and waves to crash against.

I'd come prepared for my walk to the beach and worn my "Muck Boots" - heavily insulated Wellies that meant I could wander through the surf chucking rocks in to the sea for the dogs to chase. They splashed in and out of the sea enjoying the chase seemingly oblivious to what I know is a cold October North Sea.

Eroding cliffs at Fraisthorpe
Before long it was time to turn back. One of our dogs struggles to walk too far these days. On the way we stopped to inspect the crumbling cliffs. It's easy to see why they are eroded so quickly. I'm sure many people when they think of cliffs think of towering clifffs of rock like the ones at Flamborough Head that can be seen from this beach but here they are nothing more than mud. On a stormy day battered by the waves great lumps must just fall away and dissolve in to the turbulent sea.

As we drove away I knew that we'll be back at Fraisthorpe before this winter is finished. A bracing walk by the sea is just what's needed to blow the cobwebs away!

1 comment:

  1. Auburn was once a village which was lost due to coastal erosion. Now only the farm remains.