Last post of our trip to Northumberland
NORTHSUNDERLAND / SEAHOUSES to give the village its full title, is remembered so well as a fishing village. Alas, very little is left of that illustrious heritage of the 1800's and the village now thrives under a new veil uniquely known as "TOURISM". Initially the harbour was used for the shipment of considerable quantities of corn. Indeed during the summer of 1846 over 1000 tons of corn was shipped out. During the 1770's the quarrying of limestone and subsequent burning in the still evident lime kilns was an important industry. The quicklime was cargoed to Scotland mainly for fertiliser. The closing of the draw kilns in 1860 coincided with the upsurge of the fishing with which Seahouses is perhaps best known - Herring was king! This atmospheric period of Seahouses life brought all the wonderful innovations associated with its development. An enlarged harbour a huge visiting herring fleet, 10 herring yards, a railway to carry the herring, Woodgers kippers, even the two world wars didn't spoil the 'local' feel of Seahouses. The demise of the herring and other fishings altered the old world 'feel' of the village, but the ever resourceful inhabitants have adapted the situation to cater for the holiday maker and day tripper alike. Sea trips to the Farne Islands still provide the visitor a chance to imagine Seahouses and its historic past.
Just before the harbour the rocks have a small colony of sea birds nesting.
Carr End, Seahouses
Stone building used for storing gunpowder in the late 19th century.
The Eider ducks were about in good numbers, this is the bird that first started me down the road of bird watching when I saw them for the first time here on holiday in 2009.
They have the most wonderful call, you can listen to them here on the RSPB web page.
They even came out of the water , hoping to be fed.
Another bird in the harbour, new to me were
Small flocks of Turnstone (Arenaria interpres) were feeding on the water edge.
Seahouses’ fishing past lives on at Swallow Fish, who operate the UK’s oldest operating smokehouses.
Singing in the sun was a Starling.
From Seahouses you could walk along the beach to Bamburgh Castle.
I was so happy it was still open and running.
That's it folk's....
Hope you liked the photos from Northumberland.