The same day we toured the soaking gardens of Alnwick, we ventured on to Lindisfarne, Holy Island. Known for being wet. We just had time to cross the causeway, park, take a few shots and feel the wind, and return. Or so we thought. This is what it looked like as we crossed onto the Island:-
The sea was already creeping in, and we didn't think we had much time.
No time to get out of the car to photograph the causeway, certainly.
So, we arrived and parked up and squinted into the squally distance (past a tree, hurrah!):-
We squinted sideways:
Then we (OK, I) panicked, got in the car and drove back across the encroaching seas...
Ah well, another day we might get closer.
The sea was already creeping in, and we didn't think we had much time.
No time to get out of the car to photograph the causeway, certainly.
So, we arrived and parked up and squinted into the squally distance (past a tree, hurrah!):-
We squinted sideways:
Then we (OK, I) panicked, got in the car and drove back across the encroaching seas...
Ah well, another day we might get closer.
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