On the Wolf Trail

After the last full London trip with so many wonderful things to reflect on and digest, I felt the need to visit the romance and open spaces of the seaside.  I wanted to walk along the cliff tops listening to the gulls, sink my toes into the soft sand and drink in the atmosphere around the light house at Old Hunstanton.

Myself and Mumsy wanted to spend some time together and walk along the Wolf Trail.  No, there are no real wolves in Old Hunstanton, just wooden ones!  The Wolf Trail tells the story of St Edmund, the first Patron Saint of England.  The trail takes you from the cenotaph to the lighthouse and the wolf statue.  

Legend has it that St Edmund surrendered to the Vikings and was then tied to an oak tree where he was tortured.  He would not renounce his religion so was then used as target practice by the Viking archers and was then beheaded with his head being buried in a forest.  After a month his supporters went to search for his head and heard St Edmund's voice shouting 'Here!'.  They were shocked to eventually find his head between the paws of a motionless wolf, who then stood up and quietly retreated to the depths of the forest.

The wolf sculpture was unveiled in 2011 and was designed by Jean Mulligan.

The sad thing along this trail were the occasional cut flowers blowing against the flimsy chicken wired barrier between the grassed area and the ever crumbling cliff edge.  Along with these were the contact details of the Samaritans, a last attempt to say there is someone to listen.  Heartbreaking.

We were now at the simple but romantic lighthouse, no longer in active use, but used as a rental holiday home.  Can you believe that this was built in 1666!!

Standing in front of the archway, it gave such a perfect frame to this beautiful building.

But we had finished the wolf trail and wanted to walk down to the sand dunes and back along the beach.

And this time, the danger was not walking off the cliff top, it was now the cliff falls.

This end of Hunstanton has so much space and of course, acres of sky.

Giving the perfect opportune moment to fly a kite!

And listen to the chatter of the gulls in their cliff side homes.

Along with watching the little boats sailing amongst the sand banks.

Stopping occasionally to look at a barnacle or two along the beach.

These were attached to the photogenic skeleton of a steam trawler called Sheraton which has graced Old Hunstanton's shores since 1947!

I just love getting up close to the skeleton of objects and seeing the structure that gives them their personality.

Looking at this structure made me think of whale bones on a shore.

With the wolf filling its belly for the winter!

Our walk was a lot shorter today, with fresh sea air and open scenery.

 Ice cream to enjoy along the way.

 And vibrant colours of a different nature.

This was a relaxed day to enjoy some peace and quiet before the school and college terms began and it certainly worked a treat!

So now, with my birthday weekend here, I will be enjoying a busy and emotional day at Greenwich's Tall Ships weekend.  I can't wait to share this with you next week!!

Have a wonderful weekend and week.

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The Vibrant Colours of London

Well, here we are again on stage three of our day trip in London, are you still with me?  If you have been reading my posts for the last two weeks you will now know how much you can pack into one day.

So, are you ready?  Another cup of tea and a bakewell tart should see you through as I take you by the hand near the foot of the London Eye.

As we walked to this instantly recognisable marvel of engineering, we could hear in the distance a tuneful thump of drums.  As the sound began to make rhythms in our ears, a carnival appeared.  As if out of nowhere, South Bank became even more alive with the impromptu appearance of London youth at its best.  The group is the Kinetika Bloco Summer School, you can visit them here.

The pink head dresses filled the pavement while the crowds just made space for them to dance and gave a splash of colour against the threatening skies.

Following behind the amazing sound of the brass...

Followed by the body shaking drums...

This was the perfect show to introduce Miss Teen and Miss B to the vibrancy and surprising variety of the South Bank.

But then again, there was also the now familiar... do you remember this colourful happy juggler from my St Paul's post?  Here he was again!  This time the glasses were on hiding his friendly smiling eyes.

At the South Bank Centre it was time to look up and see the temporary boat on the top of the roof.  A surprising hotel room for now!

And below the crowds were once more gathered to watch the skateboarders perform.

Further along, bubbles filled the air, some huge and glorious...

Others, small and thousands in numbers...

A huge hit with the little kids watching.  Parents looking on with phones and cameras laughing at their children all reaching up and then chasing the bubbles across Jubilee Gardens... and then shouting and chasing after their precious babies as they disappeared into the crowds!  

Next along there was a 'bike show'.  Again, things just pop up as you walk along.

But we had two more places to see before we headed home.  The first was the Wonderground...

Lots of shows take place here and it is a good 'watering hole'.  The first show is just outside with what looked like an old fashioned curiosity show.

 Inside, the Merry Go Round was going a little slow.  I couldn't work out why at first, but... take a look... can you see why it would go so slow??!!

Did you work it out?  Yes, it is a PUB!!!  On top of each horse is a table to place your well deserved pint on as you slowly look around the Wonderground.  Must go back in the evening it would be amazing!

Miss Teen and Miss B were now ready to go on the Star Ride... (you may recognise the photo and the name on the Trip Advisor write up!)

Swinging in a circle to the very top...

Yes, that's the London Eye to the right!  Apparently the view was breathtaking... I took their word for it!

Our final leg (or my final moments on my poor tired feet) was to the Graffiti Tunnel (or Banksy Tunnel as it is sometimes called).  A friendly London Cab driver told me where it was, which was near Waterloo Station, not too far away and we approached an uninviting tunnel, but this was Miss Teen's ultimate goal, something that she desperately wanted to see, nothing was going to stop this one!

We entered the tunnel, most would probably think to quickly walk away, but the colours drew us in and knowing that there was so much more to see.

In the entrance, one of the artists was already at work...

The tools of the trade at his feet, how my daughter was yearning to join him!

We ventured further into the old disused road tunnel taking in the diversity of the street art.

Another artist who was a bit more health and safety conscious, or maybe because we were further in the tunnel and not near constant fresh air!

The street art was everywhere and Miss Teen's camera was capturing every single piece.

This piece made me smile as it was opposite one of the many doors in the sides of the tunnel that take you to various other parts.  The door opposite took us to an exhibition by an artist who makes pictures out of typewriting!

There was no Banksy today, wouldn't that have been a treat!!  However, here are a couple more shots of some of the colour down this otherwise disused grey tunnel.

Miss Teen felt so happy here and kept going taking every photo she could right until the end of the tunnel!

On our way out, we couldn't believe it!  The typewriter artist was typing her latest picture of the tunnel, just sitting on the pavement with one of her Brother typewriters!

Keira Rathbone has been on many shows and you really should watch her work here.  We were so happy to watch her in the flesh working her magic.

And so dear Readers, it was with a heavy heart (and feet), that we returned to Kings Cross Station for the train back to Lincolnshire.  A very full day from the Tower of London to Waterloo.  Never mind, back in London in a week's time to see the tall ships in Greenwich for my birthday weekend!!

I do hope you have enjoyed our little walk along the river, I can't believe what we managed to fit in.

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