This annual walk seems to come around quicker and quicker each year! The group met up in Whitley Bay and walked along the promenade to Cullercoats. The weather was OK and the forecast rain had not arrived. Cullercoats is always nice and there were a few ships offshore waiting to come into the Tyne. (As usual click on the pictures and there should be a larger one)
I went to join the group via the Metro to Cullercoats and just caught the last of them entering the Queens Head for some early refreshment in the newly refurbished pub. Still no rain and we made our way down to the start of Long sands.
We gathered and waited at the end of the sands opposite the Grand Hotel.
We had got strung out a little as it was hard going on the soft sand.
I looked down and there was the old open air swimming pool. I was living in Tynemouth in the hot summer of ’76 and the pool was heaving with sunbathers and swimmers. I could still see where I used to lay my towel and sit in the sun…well that was after I had dived in off the board as I tried to rid myself of the dreaded Friday night hangover!
Just before we moved off I looked back and there was a fantastic view along the sands to Cullercoats.
At this time of year the light was fading fast and the castle was looking very gloomy indeed.
Now we were at the start of Front Street in Tynemouth itself.
There are a lot of new wine bars and Bistros, but fortunately some things never change. There is the wonderful Turks Head, or the Stuffed Dog, as we used to call it in those heady days in the seventies. They had a folk night on a Wednesday too and you could shout “Two bottles of dog and three pints of Ex” and get what you ordered.
On a Saturday night we were more civilized and after a session in the Cumberland Arms and The Percy we used to go for a ‘sitty down’ meal of fish and chips at Marshall’s. Yes folks it is still there and just as popular as ever!
After a pint of Marley Ale we gathered outside to make our way down towards the river.
By now the light was fading and the wind was getting up and so it was the end of the photographs. There were some great views over the river Tyne and we headed down and went into our last port of call – The Low Light. This was a quaint little pub with some nice real ales and the premises had been refurbished too. Next port of call was the fish and chip supper and then the trip across the choppy Tyne to the Steamboat, where a few of us may have left ‘All at sea’ !!