Lunch by the Sea
Continuing my speed dating play date with author/illustrator Julia Patton, we popped in her car and headed down the east coast of Northumberland. This is a rocky shoreline, deep and dark with crashing waves. I have yet to see it in sunshine, although Stan recently did. And apparently it was a beautiful day for cricket just the day before. But I rather like a grey sky when you spot something like Bamburgh Castle for the first time. It's completely intimidating.
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We continued down the coast to Craster where we had lunch at the Jolly Fisherman. Jolly indeed! This was our view during lunch.
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Lunch itself was a feast of crab stew, pickled herring, smoked haddock (made just across the street), and various fish dips, which were positively heavenly.
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Julia is very happy in Northumberland and its easy to see why. I caught her in a moment of reflection before we left.
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On the way back to the train we had time for one last mini-adventure. We drove out to Holy Island. Like Mt. St. Michelle in France, this island is only reachable when the tide is out. Woes to those who don't time their day well!![](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sxkAWXhcsFyoVRcrIJfwaiSGimpN27lOZ6Wq4XWu0TFuZsNQb55yExQr1uxslTBxQsY2RsqBJfdoZGJTDBb0JQEFyeX5D7chU7qFhjk3db06POLiPgARpU7V1r=s0-d)
From there we headed back to the sweet little train station (it only has two platforms - north and south). Julia and I hugged like old friends and yet, I know I've found a dear new friend. I can't wait to go back!
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