This blogging lark is something I really enjoy doing but i sometimes struggle to figure out if I’m doing it for me to clear out my thoughts or to spread the thoughts in my head out to the world…as a child I was never a diary writer , mostly due to my struggles with the written word…..or being a Geordie as some would say ;-)

At this point in my life where my mother is a little ill and I’m looking at things a little differently, this blog is a little more for me than you but I’m sure you will see some nice shots of Duridge bay!

My mother has had a difficult time of late waiting for her spleen being taken out, she came home on Thursday for a week before the surgery, but isn’t well enough to come out on walks with the dog. This is why today was a little tough. i’m sure while growing up you all had a sunday out venue, in my case it was taking the dog for a walk up the coast. More than likely this was to the shifting sands of Duridge bay. It was never the warmest but the views were great.

This weekends trip allowed us to take my dad out for the day and give the dogs legs a good stretch. we started the afternoon as any up this coast should with a ‘99’ from Cresswell ices, I had my doubts about the chill in the air but it was a quality ice-cream! even the dog had a mini one!

The beach in the north east is a wonderful place, cold, windy, cold. but always epic in its grandeur. standing with my tripod in front of me staring out to see with my wife dad and dog with me was strange, but made me giggle at the same time. I have always been an impatient person and getting distracted by things passing me by, but since getting a wide angle lines on my camera i seem to be able to take life a little slower at times. In this case i had my wife running round picking up stones and my dad entertaining the dog, and me taking my time setting up my 10stop filter, cable release and bulb mode!
 

 
Over the last year i feel like i have spent a lot of time looking out to sea at the likes of Bempton Cliffs, St Abbs and the atlantic over the cliffs of Mohar there is something good to see the waves lapping on the shores of Northumberland where i will always feel as home no matter where i move too.

Although my mother was not with us on the day she was the main topic of conversation in light of her health. The next few weeks will be tough mentally for the whole family but we will keep strong and be positive!

As you can tell this was a great trip out and i would really suggest that anyone going this far in to the depths of the north.