Seals at Horsey Mere & Horsey Wind Pump

Today we visited yet another National Trust property, but it is a little different than the normal stately house with amazing gardens and full of history.  But this time, it was Horsey Wind Pump!

 

 

It’s a five story, Grade II listed building built in 1912 to pump out water from the surrounding land so that it can be used for agriculture, until it was struck by lightning in 1943.  That is when the National Trust purchased it and renovated it.  What is cool is that you can go inside and climb the super steep steps to the top.  As it was a really windy day, I didn’t go out on the ledge, but I can imagine it is lovely on a warmer day.  As you’ll see in the first photo, the little boat pulled up and they came for a cup of tea.  He was struggling to turn the corner and get out.

The dyke leads to Horsey Mere, which is a broad only open to the public Spring to Autumn.  The guy was telling me on a busy day, they could have a dozen boats, which originated in the broads docking along the edge. I’ve included a photo from the web which shows all the boats.  Many people park at the lot and go bird watching and/or walk to see the seals.

The beach at Horsey is where the grey seals make home to give birth to their pups.  The first baby seal was born on the 31st of October, so we knew that we were not going to see too many, if any.  We did see a couple and loads of pregnant ones.  As a bonus, there was a rainbow over the water.  As we did last year, we parked at the Nelson Pub and walked down the pathway to the beach.

Unlike last year when we visited the baby seals in late December, we were so lucky to see so many cute babies so close.  I recently met a Seal Warden who old me that 40,000 people came to see the seals last Boxing Day!  We spent that day watching The Boxing Day Dip – aka – a bunch of crazies, jump into the freezing cold ocean.  Unless we go away after Christmas, we’ll probably go watch again.

On the way back, it looked like a storm was brewing in the distance, so we walked as quick as we could.

The cows which were out in the fields earlier were now by the fence, so I could resist getting closer.

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