12 lighthouses, 2 days: back in full lighthouse tour swing

The lighthouse at Berwick upon Tweed
The lighthouse at Berwick upon Tweed

I mentioned in my post last week that I was expecting to visit more lighthouses this weekend. I am pleased to confirm that this was most definitely the case with 10 lighthouses visited on Saturday and a further 2 on Sunday.

We began our weekend in Berwick upon Tweed on the Scottish-English border. Apparently, although Berwick is now considered to be in England, it has changed hands between England and Scotland 13 times and, at one point, was its own independent borough (or burgh, depending on where you are), which was sworn enemies with Russia! It is also a place that the artist L S Lowry visited regularly and some of his paintings are of scenes in and around Berwick, including the pier on the end of which sits the lighthouse. Seeing the lighthouse from a distance (you can often see it from the East Coast train on the way to Edinburgh) it looks fairly small and insignificant, but it’s actually quite a substantial structure. We had a lovely stroll out along the pier, enjoying the surrounding area before officially bagging the lighthouse.

Bamburgh lighthouse
Bamburgh lighthouse

On the way to our next lighthouse we took advantage of the tide being out and drove over to Lindisfarne (or Holy Island). Although there are no lighthouses on the island – just a beacon, which I walked to last year, and a couple of daymarks just across from the island – we were able to see the high point of the island, on which Lindisfarne Castle sits, which we need to go back to in the future.

Our next stop was Bamburgh where rules were broken. Firstly we parked as close as we could to the lighthouse, completely obscuring the ‘No parking’ sign. Bob also chose to climb over the wall surrounding the lighthouse to bag it, without realising that the ground was slightly lower on the other side of the wall, but he managed to fly back over after touching the lighthouse anyway. Bamburgh lighthouse is a very unique building, I’ve never seen another like it so far. It’s essentially a white cube (with an extra bit) with a black ‘Lego man head’ on top. I say that because it looks pretty much the same shape as the head of a Lego figure (see picture on the right for proof). There are some stunning views from the lighthouse, including across to the Farne islands and to Bamburgh Castle.

Longstone lighthouse in the Farne Islands
Longstone lighthouse in the Farne Islands

We moved on to Seahouses next and North Sunderland Pier Head lighthouse. The lighthouse is an odd-looking structure, not a typical lighthouse at all, but we were incredibly pleased that we chose to stop there as a couple of companies offering boat trips out to the Farne Islands from the pier. Unfortunately they don’t start landing on the islands until Easter, but as we were limited by time that wasn’t a problem. We took the 90-minute tour out around the islands, getting some really good views of both lighthouses, that on Inner Farne above some breathtaking cliffs and Longstone, a fantastic red and white building. Another highlight of the trip was seeing hundreds of seals lining the rocks across a couple of the islands. They were a little smelly (apparently this is the only time of year you are able to smell them), but there were so many colours and some adorable little ones. It was a great trip and I’m so pleased we were able to see some more island lighthouses – the extra effort you put into seeing them makes them a bit more special.

St Mary's lighthouse
St Mary’s lighthouse

Heading south again we passed through Warkworth and headed for Amble to see the Warkworth Harbour lighthouse. When I originally visited on my tour last year I was a little disappointed by it as it just looks like a red and white striped pole with a light on top. It doesn’t help that the end of the pier is not accessible so you don’t get a complete picture of its actual size. One of the interesting things about visiting lighthouses is that you do get a real variety. There are some that you see in some fairly unpleasant locations that you know you won’t want to visit again, while a few miles down the road there is an absolutely beautiful one. This was certainly the case after Warkworth as our next stop was St Mary’s lighthouse on a small tidal island a short distance off of the coast north of Whitley Bay. It makes for a beautiful scene and, although I’ve not yet been able to get across to the island as the tide has been in both times I’ve visited, it is still close enough to the mainland to get some brilliant pictures.

Roker Pier lighthouse, Sunderland
Roker Pier lighthouse, Sunderland

As we were running short on time we bypassed the lighthouses in North and South Shields and headed straight on down the road to Souter lighthouse. At the time I first contacted Bob I was in the process of applying for a job that had come up at Souter. I didn’t get the job, which was probably fortunate in the long-run as my future plans have changed just a little bit now. It is still a great place though, although I’ve still yet to arrive there at a sensible time when The National Trust are running the tours.

The final two lighthouses of the day, Seaburn and Roker Pier, were just a short distance apart. Seaburn lighthouse was originally built on the end of Sunderland’s south pier in 1856, but was dismantled when improvements were made to the harbour. Fortunately, they didn’t just throw it away, they re-erected it in its current location in Roker Cliff Park. The lighthouse on the end of Roker pier a short distance away is a really interesting structure with the stripes created by the use of different types of stone. It is a beautiful tower and we managed to catch it with the first glimpses of the red sunset highlighting the top of the lighthouse (not visible in the picture to the right, unfortunately). It’s a fairly long pier, particularly when you are in a bit of a hurry, and is prone to large waves crashing over it, but it was a calm day with no opportunity to get wet (unfortunately for Bob).

Our main reason for being in this area was to attend the 10th anniversary masquerade ball of Fire and Ice Expeditions. It was a great night and a really good opporunity to meet more people who Bob has been on some of his adventures with. A very enjoyable evening.

The Heugh lighthouse on The Headland in Hartlepool
The Heugh lighthouse on The Headland in Hartlepool

On Sunday we headed for Hartlepool, one of a handful of places I’ve been to in the UK that I don’t particularly want to re-visit. However, there were a couple of lighthouses I had missed on my tour so we managed to “tidy these up” (Bob’s wording) by first visiting The Heugh on The Headland north of Hartlepool. Then we went on a ridiculously long drive through Hartlepool and down to the south, near Redcar. It doesn’t look far on a map, but the roads aren’t fast-moving and it’s a very industrial area so there are really no views to enjoy – for me anyway. The final lighthouse of our weekend was at South Gare. This was a very quick stop as neither of us had a good feeling about the place so we moved on swiftly.

We headed back up the road to Berwick for me to catch my train south as Bob headed north. There may well be another blog post on here in 2 weeks as we are hoping to do some “tidying up” along the south coast. 🙂

To the Mull of Kintyre…finally!

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One of the amazing views from the weekend

On Saturday Bob and I began our mini lighthouse tour by driving alongside the River Clyde. Our first attempted lighthouse-viewing was Dumbuck –  a last minute addition, which I had managed to get a very quick picture of as we drove along the M8 at the end of our first date. Unfortunately, this time we got distracted at Dunbarton by breakfast and I was too fascinated by the huge rock that sits on the side of the Clyde at Dumbarton to think about it. So, in the end we were looking out for the lighthouse too late and had already passed it. It actually turns out the rock and castle in Dumbarton may be one of the best places to view the lighthouse from, so we’re going to have the head back there at some point!

We continued along the coastal route through Helensburgh and then alongside Gare Loch and Loch Long. As we circled the north end of Loch Long Bob told me about climbing The Cobbler with Mr Adams from Marr College Hillwalking Club when he was younger. The skies over the weekend offered some stunning mirrored scenes of hills and buildings in the lochs as we drove along. We then cut through the hills along to Loch Fyne and “Tour Guide Bob” educated me about in incident in which two RAF Tornados had flown straight into one of the hills. At Inverary we stopped briefly to take pictures of the Vital Spark, a fictional puffer. The boat docked at Inverary is actually the Eilean Eisdeal “dressed up” as the Vital Spark!

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Ardrishaig lighthouse

After passing through Lochgilphead, we managed to do exactly the same thing I had done on my lighthouse tour last year, and spotted the lighthouse on the end of the pier at Ardrishaig without expecting it. This time, however, we stopped and parked up and officially bagged the lighthouse by walking out along the pier. We christened the lighthouse “Rusty” due to the state of her exterior. She’s not looking her best, but it’s a peaceful place with some great views out across the small but perfectly formed Loch Gilp.

Davaar lighthouse
Davaar lighthouse

Continuing south from Ardrishaig we headed to Campbeltown, arriving at just the right time to head out to Davaar Island. Davaar is a tidal island off of the coast of Campeltown and at low tide you can walk out across the shingle “dog leg” of beach that appears. We headed out and, half way there Bob had to climb the beacon on what turned out was a somewhat dodgy ladder that wasn’t entirely fixed to the structure at the top! As soon as we reached the island we headed east along the coast to Davaar lighthouse. On the way there we were able to see the old pier that had been built by one of the infamous lighthouse Stevensons to take supplies etc. to the lighthouse. The lighthouse gate was padlocked and so we decided not to attempt a full bag of this one, but it was great to see the lighthouse and in such a peaceful place too – as the best ones are. We then headed towards a path that looked like it would take us to the summit of the island. The summit stands at an elevation of 115m and I really struggled to get up there (I was wearing too many layers, it seemed), while Bob strolled on ahead, turning back to check on me at frequent intervals. He was very gentlemanly though and allowed me to be the first to touch the trig point at the summit. There were some beautiful views back across to Campbeltown and looking south across Kildalloig Bay. We then wandered back along to shingle beach to the car.

Mull of Kintyre lighthouse
Mull of Kintyre lighthouse

Our next stop was a lighthouse I had scheduled for the lighthouse tour last year and was actually quite (apprehensively) excited about visiting: Mull of Kintyre. I think the only thing people generally know about the place is that Paul McCartney wrote a song about it. In fact, the journey down to the lighthouse, which is only 12 miles (20km) from the coast of Northern Ireland, is a challenge to reach. There are a number of videos on YouTube of people on motorbikes driving down the 2.5 mile (4km) road with some very tight bends as it zigzags down the headland. The height you walk down – and, of course, back up – is 305m and it certainly feels like it in both directions! During my lighthouse tour I made the decision not to visit the lighthouse as the weather was particularly poor that day and the concept of walking down and up steep slopes in heavy rain wasn’t very appealing. In fact, I was pleased I didn’t manage it on the tour as I’m not sure Little Car would have managed the single track road on the approach to the lighthouse and Bob was a great encouragement for getting me back up to the car before it got too dark. The gate that leads down to the lighthouse is now padlocked so there was no choice but to walk. On the way down to the lighthouse we passed the small path off of the road to the memorial to the victims of the 1994 Chinook disaster in which an RAF helicopter crashed into the hillside at the Mull of Kintyre in thick fog (all of the cheerful stories came out this weekend!). Once we reached the lighthouse I was amazed at how close the lantern room was to ground level – the lighthouse sits on top of a 12m (39ft) cliff, so there is no necessity for it to be tall. I hadn’t been that close to the lantern room of a Northen Lighthouse Board lighthouse (the ones with the black tops!) so I was very excited about that. We wandered around the lighthouse buildings and enjoyed the stunning coastline, particularly to the north. The walk back up the road involved a few pauses to drink a bit of Irn Bru (for me anyway) while Bob, once again, just seemed to stroll up with ease, as he always does!

The beacon at Crinan
The beacon at Crinan

On the way back to Campeltown where we were spending the night, we could see out to Sanda island with its lighthouse flashing in the dark. We spotted another lighthouse flashing further off, but couldn’t quite figure out its location – will have to look into that one. On Sunday we drove back down the coast to see if we were able to spot the lighthouse on Sanda in daylight, but unfortunately it wasn’t visible. That’s a lighthouse that Bob has visited without me, so I need to catch up on that one at some point!

We drove north towards Crinan for our next lighthouse bag. Although officially a beacon, the funny-looking structure at the west entrance to Crinan Canal was worth a re-visit after my stop off last year. We had some amazing views across the loch and also managed to bag the old lantern from the lighthouse, which is sitting in someone’s front garden nearby. A lovely little place, although I couldn’t stop laughing at the odd beacon.

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Cloch Point lighthouse

We headed back around the coast to Dunoon and, while driving I exclamed a number of times “Look at the hills in the water!” as the reflections were at their best on Sunday. Such stunning views that you would never get tired of. On the ferry from Dunoon to Gourock we had great views of the back of lots of children’s heads as they climbed out of two coaches and battled each other for places at the front of the boat. As we neared Gourock Bob was able to catch sight of our final lighthouse bag of the weekend: Cloch Point. For some reason I thought we had stopped there together before, but we hadn’t, so he directed me along the road towards it when we left the ferry terminal and we hopped out of the car to get some pictures. The lighthouse is a private residence, but is still fairly close to the roadside so was easy enough to get some good pictures of. What I hadn’t realised when we turned right out of the ferry terminal was that we were also heading in the direction of Largs where Nardini’s sells the most amazing ice cream ever: Dime bar! We stopped in the cafe for lunch/dinner and then picked up huge ice creams as we left for the drive back to Glasgow.

A busy weekend, but a really enjoyable one and it feels like a great achievement to have bagged Mull of Kintyre, when it is so remote and not visited very frequently. It’s one of those lighthouses that makes you feel that you are truly dedicated to hunting these structures down! Next weekend we should be “tidying up” a few in North East England, so watch out for another post in a week’s time! 🙂

St Catherine’s (finally) and a bit of a national tour

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Canterbury Cathedral – not quite a lighthouse!

The weekend just passed can only be described as a little bit crazy! It was a long weekend for me as Bob returned from his expedition in Ecuador on Thursday evening, so I met him at the airport ahead of our mad weekend, which saw him flung straight back in at the deep in (the deep end being pretty standard for him). We covered numerous locations in four days, these being: Canterbury (Friday), Isle of Wight (Saturday), Southampton to Inverness and Kingussie (Sunday) and London/north coast of Scotland (Monday). Surprising the weekend only involved the one lighthouse, but a very exciting one it was and for very exciting reasons! But we shall get to that shortly.

Friday gave me the opportunity to do the tourist thing in Canterbury, a city I had not previously visited, while Bob had a meeting. I was keen to go to the Canterbury Tales museum/experience so I headed straight there. It was a funny place and I was grateful for the lady informing me at the beginning that nobody would jump out at me as I walked through. So, I wandered through the rooms, surrounded by plastic characters and stopping in each area to hear a Canterbury tale. I would call the experience amusing. The audio guide and self-opening doors make it quite a fun place to visit. I had to pay a visit to the cathedral next, although I slightly resented paying £9.50 for the privilege. It is a beautiful building though and I spent quite a bit of time there in the end. I wasn’t impressed by the cobweb I caught sight of though, particularly when you pay such a high entry fee! I then wandered about the city and stopped for a hot chocolate before meeting up with Bob and driving through to Southampton.

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Me with the St Catherine’s lighthouse optic

Saturday was an early start and we arrived on the Isle of Wight just after 8am. We had booked a tour of St Catherine’s lighthouse on the southern tip of the island. The reasons this was so exciting was that I’ve been meaning to visit it for years, but most of all because we have made arrangements with Trinity House for the guests at our wedding to have a tour after the ceremony. As we arrived at the lighthouse the rain stopped and we were shown into the building by the guide. The lighthouse has some really unique features, such as a system to check that the lighthouse isn’t being affected by subsidence due to its close proximity to the eroding cliffs and a curtain used by the lighthouse keeper during the cleaning of the optic. The area surrounding the lighthouse is owned by the National Trust and is open to the public. There seems to be a lot of good photo opportunities in and around the lighthouse for the wedding day! Very exciting!

Later that day we joined my family in celebrating my nan’s 80th birthday. It was great to see everyone; she seems to get more and more popular every year! We also stopped off to see friends who had yet to meet Bob. Later that evening we headed to the wedding reception venue and made some great progress there. There certainly has been a lot of wedding-related developments over the weekend!

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Gretna Hall Hotel and Blacksmiths where we didn’t get married!

On Sunday we left the island early as Bob needed to be back at home for work on Monday. I also needed to be at work, but instead of doing what most normal people would do and being dropped off in London or somewhere nearby with public transport links, I joined Bob on a road trip heading north. One of the reasons for this was so that we could share the driving, which did happen, but my share was a large percentage less than Bob’s! We stopped off at snowy Gretna for lunch and, as we were leaving, drove past the Gretna Hall Hotel and Blacksmiths. Gretna, as you probably know, is famous as a destination for elopement. We did briefly discuss the possibility of getting married there and then, but we thought we’d better wait until later in the year as our parents might be annoyed.

We passed some amazing winter scenery on the way “up the road”. We stopped off for dinner in Inverness, before heading back to Kingussie (the lady at the train station in Inverness was very unhelpful in extending my ticket from Inverness). On the way back, Bob took a detour at Aviemore and we headed up to the car park for the Cairngorm Mountain Railway. From the car park we could see an amazing amount of stars, definitely more than I’m used to seeing. Now, you may think that this was very romantic of Bob to take me here to look at the stars, and I would have been inclined to agree with you had it not been for the fact that we began a snowball fight (with loose, powdery snow) and I ended up with snow in my face twice! It was a lovely end to the trip though and we then headed back to Kingussie, after a brief tour of Newtonmore, so I could catch the sleeper train back to London for work on Monday morning.

A very busy, but particularly enjoyable long weekend with a bit of everything! I’m not sure where or when my next lighthouse hunt will take me, so we’ll all just have to watch this space for now! 🙂

A hint of lighthouse and returning to the scene of the crime

Unlike most of my recent weekends spent with Bob, the one just gone was, in fact, surprising lighthouse-free – almost!

We had a great weekend in the Lake District and Ayrshire, starting off with a visit to the Castlerigg stone circle, which I had visited a couple of years ago whilst in Keswick. We then took a boat tour from Ambleside on Lake Windermere and had a very enjoyable evening of Christmas dinner and dancing (apparently, the only dance that was recognisable as a genuine ceilidh dance was The Gay Gordons, which Bob requested).

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The lighthouse at Troon in Ayrshire

The following day we travelled to Troon in Ayrshire where Bob’s parents live. This was the first time I had been to Troon since “the bird incident” and it was great to see the place again and realise how much of it I recognised. We did pass the place where I plucked the bird out of the front of the car and I couldn’t quite bring myself to look at the spot. This was where the only two lighthouses of the weekend appeared. Troon lighthouse is on the end of the pier, which we were unfortunately not able to access as it always seems to have railings preventing you from doing so. We did stop off and have a look at the lighthouse though, mostly because it would have felt wrong not to! Nearby we also had a great, if distant, view of the lighthouse on Lady Isle. As the light was fading we were able to see this one in action. Hopefully we will make it out there at some point in the not to distant future. After paying visits to some of Bob’s family and former neighbours we spent a lovely evening with his parents.

The following morning we had to leave early to get to Whitehaven (back to Cumbria it was) where Bob had a meeting. On our way back to Carlisle from Whitehaven we stopped off at the Honister Slate Mine and took a tour in the old mines. The mine itself is still very much in operation, but you can join tours of the fascinating caverns that were left inside the mountain after it was mined earlier in the century. The tour guide has some rather dramatic and pretty scary stories to tell about young children working in the mine and the poor conditions in which the workers found themselves. It was a really interesting place and I would encourage anyone to go and visit. You also get a free piece of slate too!

Although the weekend, unusually, did not revolve around lighthouses it was still a great three days and really nice to get back to the Lake District and to see Bob’s parents again 🙂

Carrying on regardless in Wales

To begin with I have two factual pieces of information for you: 1. As I am sure you will know there is currently flooding in a number of parts of the country and 2. Wikipedia currently states that Wales is “one of the wettest countries in Europe”. So, on a rather damp Thursday evening last week Bob and I happened to be travelling to no less than South Wales. Gluttons for punishment you may be thinking, but we were in fact rather surprised to find that, after crossing the bridge on the M4 and entering Wales (£6 it costs these days to enter Wales via this route – that was, to my mind, essentially paying to be rained on and seemed deeply unfair) the very wet weather we had encountered in “Englandshire” (as Bob fondly – or not so fondly – refers to it) had almost vanished. Amazing! This surprised continued well into Friday, which was dry from beginning to end with blue skies.

The lighthouse at Barry docks

Unfortunately, our luck on Friday morning was clearly reserved for the weather as Barry Docks, the first lighthouse location, wasn’t particularly successful. Without a fair amount of clambering over rocks on the breakwater or knowing someone who can gain access to the local yacht club then it is almost impossible to truly “bag” this lighthouse. This may be have been the location of the first of many where the immortal “We need a boat” was used – it is becoming more frequently used it seems. We had a little stroll along the small beach nearby though and I almost got swept away by a wave (n.b. this is a major exaggeration, but a wave did almost reach my feet).

Next up was Nash Point with its old and new lighthouses. This was more successful, although the lighthouse was not open to look around until the following day. Before we reached the lighthouse though, Bob had a field day with the muddy road/wrong turning we took and made it his aim to get as much mud as possible splattered all over the hire car, a powder blue Fiat 500. We had a bit of chuckle about the state of it when we arrived at Nash Point. Between the two lighthouses, one of which no longer has its lantern, is a building with the foghorn mounted on top. This and the very tall new lighthouse create a rather picturesque scene. After leaving Nash Point we stopped off for some soup in a nearby pub (there may have been blue skies, but it was rather chilly).

The Mumbles was our next stop. I realised before we headed for Wales that it wouldn’t be possible to visit this one as it sits on top of a very small island a short distance off of the coast and that day’s low tides don’t even provide access. We could see it and the scaffolding is currently has draped over it very clearly from the mainland though.

We questioned whether or not to attempt to see Whiteford Point lighthouse from the north side of the Gower Peninsula. I am fascinated by this lighthouse as it’s probably the most derelict in the whole of the UK – as far as I have seen anyway. It is essentially just the metal frame of the structure and has been on sale for very small amounts in the past without success. Viewing the lighthouse though was potentially very tricky with sand dunes and potential marshland to deal with. We decided instead to see if we could catch a glimpse of it from the north, near Llanelli where we were heading to see the lighthouse at Burry Port.

Us with Burry Port lighthouse

Burry Port is a strange place with a bit of an old-world feel about it, but it has a really lovely lighthouse on the end of the west pier. It was getting later in the day and the light was beginning to fade so we were able to enjoy her in action. I must admit here to being a bit of a child at times and, as we walked towards the lighthouse after catching some distance shots of Whiteford Point lighthouse, I may have said ‘flashy’ every time it flashed. My only excuse is that I really liked the lighthouse and how it’s a little unconventional!

We headed to Fishguard on Friday evening to prepare for an early start on Sunday, ensuring we made the most of the rain-free hours leading up to the downpours that had been forecast from midday. We stayed the night in a small B&B called Keating’s B&B in the Goodwick area, just west of Fishguard town. The following morning we headed off for Fishguard breakwater to see if we could access the lighthouse at the end. We were without luck on this occasion as, for a change, Bob had a bad feeling about trespassing in the area. I didn’t realise that was possible!

We headed next to Strumble Head, just west of Fishguard. On the way there I got (jokingly) grumpy as Bob spotted the lighthouse before I did – he’s getting too good at this, I think. It wasn’t surprising though as it has possible the brightest light I have ever seen on a lighthouse. It would flash four times in quick succession and trying to get a photo of this sequence each time it flashed would leave your eyes feeling a little funny. It’s a really beautiful lighthouse though, although access to the island it sits on is restricted. I would definitely recommend a visit to this one for those who find themselves in the area.

She’s a bright one, it’s Strumble Head

On our way to our next stop for the day, St Anne’s Head, the rain began and was relentless. We ploughed on through though, with Bob getting increasingly pleased with the growth in the size of the puddles in the roads. Apparently aquaplaning is exciting! There are two lighthouses at St Anne’s Head, although one has had the lantern removed and replaced with an observation room. We dashed about in the rain and got the very important pictures before returning to the dry and warmth of the girly Fiat (which Bob could pull off because of his manly physique)!

We had seen a leaflet back in Fishguard about the Pentre Ifan Cromlech burial ground which has some fascinating standing stones – one 16 tonne stone is balanced on top of three equally huge stones. So, we headed north again, stopping briefly at a café for some much-needed lunch. The stones were just as amazing in real life as in the pictures. They are located on the side of a hill as well, which allows for some great views too. The location is a little out of the way, but well worth a visit.

Bob had mentioned an Italian restaurant he had been to a few times in a town called Blackwood, so we headed there for the night. The food was great and it’s definitely understandable why he felt it was important for us to pay them a visit. Finding accommodation though wasn’t particularly easy, but we opted for a place on the main street, which looked like a pub with a few rooms upstairs. However, it turned out to double up as a club with the rooms only separated from the club area by a few walls. We went with it though and threw a film on to drown out the music. We were only woken once during the night by a screaming girl and, it turns out, the screaming Welsh female voice is not really one that is comprehensible to me – fortunately. We made it through though and set off for our final day on Sunday morning.

On Sunday morning we stopped off at Caerphilly Castle, which amazed me as the moat was actually filled with water. As far as I’m aware, that’s rather rare these days. It was absolutely stunning and we got some great photos before the rain started and we made a mad (or not so mad) dash back to the car.

Luckily the rain had stopped by the time we reached our penultimate lighthouse location on the west side of the Usk. This one was a struggle and I’m not sure that either of us found it worth the effort in the end. To reach the lighthouse we parked up in an area with lots of places with ‘lighthouse’ in the name, so it was probably not going to be far. After probably around 40 minutes of making our way across some very marshy land it turned out it wasn’t quite as close as expected. It wasn’t really an enjoyable journey, but we did find a more suitable route back, which halved the journey time at least.

East Usk lighthouse

Our final stop before heading back to England was the east side of the Usk. This lighthouse was located in a RSPB reserve and actually involved a shorter walk than we thought it would. To reach the lighthouse we could walk across a path that stretched over the top of a river. The path itself was made of some form of rubber material on top of floating buoys, which Bob really enjoyed jumping around on (we were basically children all weekend)! Seeing the final Welsh mainland lighthouse, which is rather cute and reminiscent of the recently-visited Roseness lighthouse on Orkney mainland – gave me a small sense of achievement. I even got the opportunity to slide down from the top of a lighthouse in the children’s play area before we left.

All in all, a very successful weekend and a really enjoyable one too! So that’s it for mainland Wales. We are edging ever closer to completion of the mainland lights! 🙂

 

Skipping ahead to the islands!

As highlighted on the About the tour page, the original intention of uklighthourtour2012 was to visit those lighthouses on mainland UK. Based on my current estimates I have now completed around 4/5s of these (only about 34 to go!). So, what comes after the mainland, you may be asking. I think the answer is quite obvious (it is in the title after all): it’s all about the islands!

Now, there are plenty of islands about, Great Britain is part of the British Isles archipelago after all. So, it’s a mammoth task, particularly as it takes a lot longer to reach some of these islands than it does to drive along a few country roads. The only way to deal with this was to get started and so we (Bob and I) did at the weekend while I was visiting the north coast. Saturday saw us on a major lighthouse hunt, but before that I was pleased to have the opportunity to see both Dunnet Head and Strathy Point lighthouses from a distance again (always on the look-out) on the Friday. Dunnet Head’s light can be seen at night from the house, which I adore and we paid a visit to Strathy Beach (which is just fascinating) where Strathy Point lighthouse can be glimpsed from afar. I know they are a little “out of the way”, but the north coast has some amazing beaches with great areas to explore – definitely not the basic kind of beaches most of us are used to. I was also pleased to meet many of the locals on Friday evening at the pub quiz. Unfortunately we didn’t win, but we did come second, so it’s not all bad and the raffle that followed was so brimming with prizes that (I think) almost everyone in attendance won something!

The “flat-pack” Hoxa Head lighthouse

On Saturday we headed off to catch the ferry from Gills Bay to St Margaret’s Hope on South Ronaldsay in Orkney. The journey there, although a bit on the chilly side, provided some distance views of the lighthouses at Swilkie Point on Stroma, Muckle Skerry in the Pentland Skerries and Cantick Head on South Walls island. We were also able to get a good view of what was to come as we passed Hoxa Head lighthouse. Once we had arrived on dry land we headed for Hoxa Head and, as usual, Bob decided to climb over the padlocked gate and have a look around inside as well as “bagging” (touching) the lighthouse. It is a strange lighthouse and similar in design to White Head on Loch Eriboll on the north coast. They almost look like flat-pack structures that could be pulled down and stashed away within seconds. Nowhere near the vision many of us have of a typical lighthouse. The Northern Lighthouse Board appear to have a number of these structures littered around.

After leaving the lighthouse and with a tight schedule ahead of us we hurried on across the Churchill barriers, which were built during the 1940s to protect the Navy’s ships anchored at Scapa Flow (where wrecked ships can still be seen) during World War II. These causeways also, very helpfully, provide a link between a number of Orkney’s islands. Our next stop was the Italian Chapel, built by Italian prisoners of war as a place of worship during the war. Apparently it’s rare to be the only visitors there, but we managed it – although I suspect Orkney isn’t particularly populated with tourists in November! It’s a beautiful little building that’s been really well preserved and with a great story behind it too.

Roseness lighthouse on Mainland Orkney

Our second lighthouse “bag” was beckoning. After finding a suitable place to park for getting to Roseness lighthouse on the southern tip of mainland Orkney. The coastal walk to the lighthouse was really interesting and there is some great coastline heading south towards the lighthouse. I would have spent longer looking at it if I hadn’t been quite so worried about falling into a bog. In places it was quite “damp” (boggy) and, although Bob told me to follow him and I would be ok I still wasn’t entirely sure about it – probably something to do with the fact the he had only fallen into a bog himself earlier this year! Fortunately, we made it there and back safely enough and without incident. We also had some views across to Copinsay lighthouse on the way and passed a beacon that looked slightly more like a monument than anything that would give off light. We reached the lighthouse and, as I was happily taking photos from the ground, Bob decided he was going to climb the ladder up to the balcony and promptly encouraged me to do the same. I’m not going to lie, I did whinge and moan as I was climbing (though there weren’t many steps), but once I was up there I was fine and quite enjoyed the views!

After returning to the car (Bob had encouraged me on the walk back by feeding me Revels), we headed to the north west of the mainland to visit the Brough of Birsay lighthouse. However, when we arrived we realised that the lighthouse was located on an island that was only accessible when the tide was out. Not sure of what the tide was up to at that point and (on my part, anyway) not keen on getting wet feet with the risk of being stranded on the island overnight, we decided against attempting to reach it. So, we got a long-distance view of it and will certainly be going back (probably with a little more tide information to hand). Having failed at this final lighthouse we made the most of the couple of hours we had left before we were due to catch the ferry back and went to Skara Brae. This ancient village, which is believed to date back to pre-Egyptian pyramids time, was uncovered in the 1850s. It’s a fascinating place and Bob was the perfect Skara Brae tour guide! We followed this up with a stop off at some standing stones: the Ring of Brodgar and the Standing Stones of Stenness. The sun was starting to go down at this point, which gave us some great photo opportunities. Simply stunning.

One of the Graemsay lighthouses

We chose to travel back on the boat from Stromness to Scrabster to give a little variation. Lighthouse-wise, this gave us a chance to see both of the lighthouses on Graemsay as we left Orkney. The ferry’s route took us around the north coast of Hoy and alongside the west coast of the island. As the light was going down we were able to see the stunning cliffs, including St John’s Head, and the Old Man of Hoy. As we sailed past the Old Man, I think we were both wondering how on earth Bob had managed to climb it back in 2000! It’s hugely impressive (both the stack and the fact that Bob was able to climb it)! By the time we left Hoy behind it was almost dark and, although we could see a number of lights “on the go” it was difficult to put a name to them (Swilkie Point? Duncansby Head? Dunnet Head?). However, when we arrived back at Scrabster we were able to see the very sad-looking (in my opinion anyway) Holborn Head lighthouse sitting there in the dark, no longer in use. The building is still well-kept, but it seems such a shame that it has ceased operation. I feel similarly about Strathy Point and many of the others that have been discontinued.

A slightly snowy Ben Klibreck

Although Sunday involved no lighthouses and we broke with tradition by heading inland on the way to Inverness, Bob gave me a tour of the journey through Tongue and heading south from there with views of numerous mountains, including Ben HopeBen Loyal, Beinn Stumanadh and Ben Klibreck (not that I’m getting into mountains or anything!). We finished our journey off with a slight detour to Aviemore where we had both been, just days apart, a couple of years ago.

What a wonderful weekend. Now, back to the main topic of this blog! In total, I believe we saw at least 11 lighthouses over the weekend. Not bad going at all, but understandably we are not satisfied at seeing so many of them from a distance rather than up close. I see future blog posts heading your way! 🙂

uklighthousetour2012 goes overseas for the best weekend ever

Gibraltar

At the weekend Bob and I travelled to Gibraltar for a long weekend of visiting the Barbary macaques on the Rock, dolphin hunting and bagging the lighthouse at Europa Point. The lighthouse is the only one owned by Trinity House to be located on a British Overseas Territory.

The flight to Gibraltar was a little traumatic (and not because it’s one of the 10 most dangerous airports in the world). I had developed a cold shortly before we left and, as a result, experienced very painful ears on our descent into Gibraltar. We landed safely after getting a glimpse of the Europa Point lighthouse at night. A short time later we were walking across the runway towards the centre of Gibraltar. The runway crosses the main road leading from the town towards the east side of Gibraltar and the Spanish border, and this means the road has to be closed before a plane can land or take off. It makes it a very interesting road to cross (I believe a photo of me doing an impersonation of a plane on the runway is hanging around somewhere)!

On Saturday we took the cable car to the top of the Rock where we met the Barbary macaques for the first time. I think we both found them a little unnerving and so kept our distance. It didn’t help that we saw a woman with one sitting on her head, picking about in her hair! Our walk back down the Rock through the nature reserve allowed Bob some opportunities to search for the highest point (as he does) and gave us a chance to visit St Michael’s Cave, which is absolutely amazing. Through a donation they have been able to set up some great lighting in the cave, which really shows off the stunning stalactites and stalagmites. Definitely worth a visit.

After reaching the bottom of the Rock we headed to Dolphin Adventure. The purpose of the boat trip, as you will probably have guessed, is to see dolphins, but we were a little more interested in seeing the lighthouse emerging as we moved further and further out. Our lack of interest in the dolphins wasn’t helped by the complete absence of the dolphins themselves that afternoon, although we did see a sunfish (a very strange-looking creature). We got some great views of the lighthouse though! As we weren’t successful on the dolphin hunt, the lovely people at Dolphin Adventure offered us free tickets to go out again at another time when we would hopefully get to see them. We did revisit them again on Sunday and had a very successful trip with plenty of dolphins swimming around the boat.

Europa Point lighthouse

Now to the exciting bit! After having some Moroccan tagine for dinner to celebrate how close we were to Africa, we caught the bus to Europa Point, the southernmost point of Gibraltar, where it’s only land-based lighthouse stands. The timing for our arrival was perfect as the sun was about to set. We walked around for a while, taking pictures of the lighthouse, the views from the point and the sunset. As I was taking a photo of Bob in front of the lighthouse, I caught my first glimpse of the light at work. We were also able to see lights in operation on the coasts of both Morocco and Spain at the same time – fascinating, particularly for someone as partial to a lighthouse as I am! As the sky darkened and the light became more prominent, Bob took the (perfect) opportunity to get down on one knee and ask me to marry him. I’d had very little time to prepare myself for it as I only suspected he was going to ask about a minute or two before he actually did. Having already decided that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, answering the question was easy (I said “yes”, by the way). As I am sure you can imagine, the lighthouse at Europa Point is now my absolute favourite of the UK lighthouse tour, aside from the fact that it’s not physically located within the UK. It is a stunning lighthouse, but the proposal just made it so much more memorable. I will certainly be remembering that one for the rest of my life.

So, following the weekend there is now a very exciting wedding to plan and, of course, a big move to Scotland! It continues to amaze me that my decision a couple of years ago to eventually embark on a tour of the UK’s lighthouses has led to some huge changes in my life. It was my love of lighthouses, as well as his sense of adventure and some amazing timing/fate, that brought Bob and I together in the first place and I am so pleased that I have found the perfect man for me who is more than happy to join me in the uklighthousetour2012/lifetime quest. It is, in large part, because of him that the tour has continued as it has throughout the year and I am hugely grateful to him for making this happen. I will also take this opportunity to thank him again for making the weekend the best I have ever had. 🙂

What South Devon has to offer and an easy Cornish “Marilyn”

Yesterday I found myself in Devon and, I’m not going to lie, the trip was arranged with the primary purpose of seeing more lighthouses. Would you expect any less? The reason Devon was chosen, however, was because Bob was in the area for work.

Smeaton’s Tower in Plymouth

Our first journey of the morning took us to Plymouth where we were able to get a view of the lighthouse on the breakwater from a distance. Visibility wasn’t great when we arrived and it continued to deteriorate rapidly once we had parked up. It was fairly windy and rain clouds were forming, so we did exactly what any normal people would do and took shelter in a lighthouse! Smeaton’s Tower sits on The Hoe in Plymouth and currently serves no typical lighthouse purpose in its current location. It originally stood on a dangerous rock 13 miles off of the coast of Plymouth. The structure was replaced, however, in 1882 when the rock on which it stood began to crack. The top section was removed and the base still remains in position alongside the current tower, Eddystone lighthouse. Self-guided tours of Smeaton’s tower cost just £2.50 and you can walk right to the top and, even when it’s windy and raining, they let you go out on the balcony just below the lamp room! Being in the lighthouse in the wind and rain was great, although it didn’t look like a particularly comfortable home for the former lighthouse keepers! I would definitely recommend a visit to the tower to anyone and, if a cup of tea (or hot chocolate with marshmallows) is your thing, you can make a mad dash to the nearby tea room in the rain, just like we did!

After a quick stop to look at a nearby beacon and before heading further around the coast, we took a detour via Kit Hill, which is south west of Tavistock. Kit Hill is what is known as a “Marilyn”. A Marilyn is a mountain or hill with a relative height of at least 150 metres (492 feet) and Bob has now “bagged” around 730 Marilyns across the country. Kit Hill was on his to do list, so while we were in the area we popped up. When I say “popped up” this is essentially what we did. There was minimal climbing involved, just a single track road that took us near enough to the top in the car and then it was a walk of around 1 minute to reach the trig point at the top of the hill. This is my second Marilyn and, I must admit, it wasn’t quite as easy as the first (St Boniface Down on the Isle of Wight) where I could touch the trig point without even leaving the car. Apparently, we are building me up to those where you actually need to put in a bit of effort!

So, back to the lighthouses and our next stop was Start Point. The lighthouse is located on the point as far south as you can go from Dartmouth. On the way there we stopped off for an ice cream (of course) and while we ate them in the car it rained and then the sun came out. I believe my exact words to Bob were “Oh look, you made the sun come out. Did you bring a rainbow as well?” and he turned around towards the sea and pointed to a rainbow (amazing!). Not only was it a rainbow though, it became a double rainbow!

Anyway, we continued on to Start Point lighthouse, which was, unfortunately, not open yesterday (tours are run some days, weather-permitting), but we snuck into the grounds and got some photos. It was a nice walk from the car park down to the lighthouse with some great coastal scenery. The weather had also begun to pick up by this point.

Berry Head lighthouse, just south of Brixham

Berry Head was our next stop. The small lighthouse (so small that it consists of just the lamp room) sits on top of a cliff just south of Brixham. It’s a very cute little thing and I managed to convince Bob that he didn’t want to trespass to get a closer look as we hadn’t paid for parking in the car park (that works, apparently)! Brixham breakwater was then a short drive away and we took a stroll along the breakwater to the lighthouse at the end.

Our final stop of the day was Teignmouth. By the time we arrived it was getting dark and we were fortunate enough to see the light on. It’s a constant red light, which I pointed out doesn’t go so well with the blue at the top of the lighthouse, but that’s obviously not important. The structure has a really interesting feature around the tower: bicycle wheels with colourful spokes on them. It is a little odd, but adds some personality, which is often missing from lighthouses these days.

It was a really good day. The weather may not have been ideal, but we saw a real variety of structures and it’s always good to take up any opportunities to visit new places 🙂

Two weddings, seven lighthouses and the obligatory ice cream

As a true light seeker, one must make the most of any opportunity to visit a lighthouse or two! So, that is exactly what Bob and I did this weekend.

Our trip began in Manchester. While it’s not the most common stomping-ground for those looking for lighthouses, it was the location of my brother’s wedding. It was a fantastic day, which went without a hitch. The bride looked absolutely stunning and it was great to see my brother so grown-up!

Following my brother’s wedding, which took place on Friday, we flew to Newquay for the wedding of one of Bob’s friends who lives near Penzance. After our arrival we had some spare time and so decided to head for Lands End to see Longstone lighthouse, which is around a mile/mile and a half off of the coast. That was my reason for going there anyway. I think Bob, who had been to John O’Groats just two days before, was keen to complete the “end-to-end” journey. Being at Lands End and looking out towards Longstone made me want to get closer and I know that Bob has some crazy designs on reaching these rock lighthouses, of which there are a few in the Cornwall and Devon area. Realising that we were running slightly short on time we grabbed a quick Cornish pasty (it simply had to be done) and, as decently as we possibly could, got changed into our smart attire in the car park at Lands End. Using Bob’s GPS device and my GPS mapping on my phone we made it to the church in time to sit down a matter of seconds before the bride walked in. I’m not entirely sure how we managed it! Doug and Mary’s wedding was lovely and it was great to meet some of Bob’s friends.

The lighthouse on the end of the pier in Penzance

Sunday was reserved for lighthouses (and getting me to Bristol for my journey back to London). Staying in Newlyn, just down the road from Penzance, we were able to see the lights on the ends of the piers in both places. While the pier at Newlyn was locked up, we were able to fully “bag” the Penzance light (touching it). Our next stop was Lamorna Cove where we followed the South West coastal path along to Tater Du lighthouse. This took a little longer than planned and involved a little trespassing (as usual), but it was certainly worth the walk. The lighthouse is located at the bottom of 198 steps leading down from the coastal route. It’s in a fantastic location and the surrounding coastline is really impressive. It’s not the easiest of lighthouses to reach by any stretch of the imagination, but it’s certainly an interesting one to see.

We then travelled to Pendeen where the short, white lighthouse sits near the edge of the cliff. The wind had picked up a little by the time we arrived, but we went inside the grounds of the lighthouse and had a bit of a look around. There are some great views along the coast from the lighthouse. Godrevy Island was our next stop and the very kind National Trust man allowed us to drive on through to quickly see the lighthouse without having to pay the £3.50 parking charge. Godrevy lighthouse looks stunning sitting on the small island just off of the coast. I would certainly like to re-visit at some point when I have more time to get a little closer to the island.

The lighthouse at Lizard, the most southerly point of mainland UK

We then headed south towards Lizard, where there is one operational light and another tower without the lantern. Again, we wanted to avoid paying the parking charges, so we parked in the nearby youth hostel car park. The exhibition, strangely, is closed at weekends during September, so no luck there, but it was nice to be able to wander around the grounds. Of course, to bag the lighthouse we needed to touch it and, to do so involved a little trespassing, but we were quick and no one saw us (as far as we were aware) so it was fine. We considered heading to Lizard Point, a short distance away, as it’s the most southerly point of mainland UK, but time was not on our side. We grabbed an authentic Cornish ice cream each before we left Lizard, which was lovely (sticky toffee fudge was my ice cream of choice, while Bob went for rhubarb crumble).

So, we managed to cram in a number of lighthouses before we had to leave. We still have the north coast of Cornwall, Devon and Somerset to visit, but we will be back in those parts soon, I am sure. Although the weather wasn’t perfect it didn’t rain as it was forecast to do and we both had a really good day. The lighthouse tour really does continue and there are more plans lined up for the next couple of months so look out for more posts very soon 🙂

Appreciating those (lighthouses) closest to you

I was born and brought up on the Isle of Wight and lived there for the first 19 years of my life. However, it takes a weekend like the one just past to make you fully appreciate what you didn’t while it was on your doorstep.

The Isle of Wight is home to two very impressive lighthouses, neither of which I had gone to any effort to visit until about two years ago when I paid a short trip to St Catherine’s lighthouse on the southernmost point of the island with my Dad. The Needles lighthouse, at the end of a few rocks off of the most westerly point is a real landmark and makes Alum Bay a popular day out for tourists visiting the Isle of Wight.

Last weekend Bob and I had arranged a trip to the Isle of Wight so he could meet my parents and a few other family members. A very exciting thing happened while we were waiting for the ferry: Bob gave me a gift. This was not just any gift, however, it was the ‘Admiralty List of Lights and Fog Signals 2012/13’ covering the British Isles and North Coast of France. Now, you may think that most girls would be happy with some conventional gift (flowers, chocolates, a diamond, etc.), but I clearly do not fall into the “most girls” category as this was hugely exciting for me! It may not be the most readable book in existence (and it only contains one picture – on the cover of The Skerries lighthouse off of the north west point of Anglesey in Wales), but it is going to be a massive help for a project I am currently working on (with constant assistance from Bob). More details about that will follow in a separate blog post soon (intriguing, I know!).

The Needles lighthouse from the RIB

So, we arrived on the Isle of Wight and our first lighthouse venture took us to The Needles where we hitched a ride on the chair lift down to the beach. The beach and cliffs are impressive, particularly with all of the coloured sands and, of course, a good view of The Needles and the lighthouse. However, we knew we could get a better view. Now, we had 2 options: option 1 was a pleasant little boat that looked like it gently sailed out to The Needles and stopped there for a while before returning slowly to the beach; option 2, on the other hand, was a RIB (yes, a Rigid Inflatable Boat) that would obviously not be for the faint-hearted, hurtling its way out to the lighthouse, bouncing over the waves as it went. For those who know me (and are aware that swimming isn’t currently within my capabilities) option 1 seemed perfectly sufficient for taking lots of impressive pictures of the lighthouse close up. Bob, though, had other ideas and was keeping his options open. He decided to ask the man who appeared to be distributing the people onto the boats which ride would get us the best view of the lighthouse. Unfortunately, we were informed that the RIB would go all of the way around to the other side of the lighthouse (as Bob pointed out, the side where we would get the best pictures of the lighthouse as a result of the direction of the sun). So, the RIB it was. I’m not going to lie, I did squeal a couple of times and, at one point, shouted to Bob: ‘Take loads of pictures, I can’t let go’ whilst clutching the back of the seat in front of me. Aside from that though, it was a really enjoyable ride and seeing the lighthouse close up and getting some good photos (with the sun behind us) was great. I am pleased I did it. My only concern now is the future RIB rides that Bob has already mentioned a number of times. Eek!

St Catherine’s lighthouse on the south coast of the Isle of Wight

For the Saturday night I was, very happily, allocated the task of finding our accommodation and, as you might expect, I made sure it was within walking distance of a lighthouse – St Catherine’s, to be precise. We stayed at Verwood B&B in Niton, a great little place which had mugs with drawings of St Catherine’s lighthouse and St Catherine’s Oratory (an ancient structure and old lighthouse on high land above Niton) – we later found out that these drawings were done by the owner of the B&B who is an artist! We took a stroll down to St Catherine’s lighthouse on the Sunday morning. It’s an interesting structure with two towers, one topped by the light and the other by the fog signal equipment. It operates all day so it’s nice to see the optic in action, although I imagine this is (of course) most impressive in the dark. Bob also took the opportunity to climb a rock that was nearby (standard behaviour for him!). The lighthouse itself is open for tours three days a week, but due to time constraints we were not able to join the tour on Sunday. Definitely something to do in the future though.

There are also a range of beacons in the Solent and the surrounding waters that are visible from the island, including St Helen’s Fort and the Nab Tower, both of which we were able to view from a distance from the beach at Bembridge.It was a great weekend and really nice to spend a bit more time discovering the place where I grew up. Although I no longer live there, this trip has helped to show me the importance of making the most of your local environment…particularly if it includes a lighthouse or two! 🙂