Blakeney Harbor

Saturday afternoon, we decided to head towards the coastal and visit Blakeney.  We have not really visited it – only driven through a few times on our way to another place. And one time, in the winter, we stopped but as it was absolutely freezing cold – we stayed for about 2 minutes with the idea of returning in the warmer weather.

It is a really a lovely village, originally a busy medieval commercial port until the estuary began to slit up preventing all but pleasure craft from gaining access.  It has a landscape of marshes, sand hills and mud banks with many creeks and channels twisting and turning.  Home to many different birds, lovely sailboats and family-friendly crabbing on the Quay.  In addition to having these beautiful boats, it’s home to the few boat trip companies, which take you from the Quay out to the Point to see the seals.  We will definitely be doing one of those boat trips too – just waiting for the warmer weather and when high tide is late morning.  Perfect thing to do with out of town visitors.

We saw some families (mostly tourists) crabbing on the Quay.  They were proud to show me their crabs which they caught today, along with a “real big one”.  Their “real big one” was the size of a baby one on which is caught off the Cromer Pier… pfff they don’t know big crabs until they see a proper Cromer Crab! 🙂

While Maebh and I waited for Soren & Nils to return from a trip back to the car, we played about on the beam and the steps.

We walked along the gravel path, but decided against going all the way to the Point.  There was a combination of bird watchers and others out for a stroll.


We were on the look out for interested birds and perhaps a cute barn owl, we actually saw something which we have never seen – swans flying.  Two beautiful, large white swans suddenly flew out of the marshland and circled around toward the Cley windmill and back. I took a bunch of shots, but I didn’t really captured their beauty in the natural environment.  

On the way to the playground near the village hall, we passed cute shops all of which were closed, thankfully!  Cozy flint stone cottages, (which I’m sure Nils couldn’t stand in) and a pub which looks so quite and a possible place to stop next time.  If I had not had my zoom lens on, I’d have taken more photos.  A fun place to take photos, especially with the architecture like fun, colorful archways.

The kids spotted the playground before we walked into the town, so we promised them a little play time there.  The sign made me laugh – especially the photo of them hypodermic syringe.

After we left there, we drove by way of Wiveton to Letheringsett and stopped off at the King’s Head for a beer and let the kids play in their play space.   The climbing structures were a little advanced for Maebh and a few times had a near fall.  It was also a bit too spread out for me. Soren would be in the castle playing with the big kids, who to me didn’t even see Maebh as they charged up the castle. She then spent some time over the slide in the opposite corner going up the slide. They also had several bushes and paths around, which were lovely but I could see it would be a problem if you had wondering little ones and they wandered too far off near the barbed wire.  While it was a lovely atmosphere and I heard the food was great, I personally prefer The White Horse, Overstrand or even The Pigs.  Though at The Pigs, I only wished the seating was more along side the play area, so you could actually see your kids at all times.  Either way, we are truly lucky to have such lovely play spaces in pub settings around the entire North Norfolk.

As we were sitting there, we saw movement over near the bushes behind the castle area.  When I got close, there were five cows watching me.  So Nils rushed to the car and got my camera.  By then they moved out towards the trees near the parking lot – but I was still able to take some photos of these lovely guys.   I think they were younger ones, as they were so curious in me.  First one brown started to come towards me, and then they all followed – much like the sheep behind Pake & Beppe’s garden, where they came right over without fear.  I was actually concerned that they’d touch the barbed wire along the wooden fence, so I kept backing up and moving so they’d stop coming closer.

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