Dorset Holidays :: Part 2

Hello Lovelies,

I do hope you don't mind indulging me with another "one day" holiday post.....well it did turn out to be rather special.

On Saturday night I woke often. Listening to the heavy rain and roaring wind I wondered what was happening in the darkness outside our little caravan.

On Sunday morning it was still stormy outside but the world looked pretty normal, so I relaxed in my Pj.s and enjoyed some leisurely crochet time...........

Mid morning the rain eased and we decided  to go for a little walk. The boats in the harbour looked fine. We decided to look at the sea. It was wild and grey, the coastline shrouded in clouds..........

We headed out along the pier, hoods up against the spray from the crashing waves...........

Hoods were soon blown off, but how we loved being this close to the huge waves.....yet safely behind a concrete barrier ................

This sort of weather is exhilarating. The air is wonderfully fresh. I fill my lungs and revel in the power of the ocean...........

I'm aware the sky is lightning and spot a patch of blue............

Within a few minutes the sun is shining brightly and the clouds are merely a band along the coastline.........

The sun made rainbows every time the spray from the waves was blown  through the air.........

I'm loving dodging the waves and jump about in a daft fashion squealing a little when I'm hit in the face by the salty spray.

 I must have wiped my camera lens about twenty times .....I'm sure the moisture and salt must be really bad for it, but I can't resist taking more photos.

I zoom in on this Cormorant.............



and seconds later get drenched by another huge wave..........

Time to dry my camera again and head inland I think.

The bunting is fluttering wildly and the seagulls are gathering, calling noisily to each other.............

Here you can see the boulders along the pier, to break up the force of the waves. And the bulk of East cliff behind it..............

We wander along the promenade...........



Until we get to a barrier. These  cliffs are constantly being eroded and landslides are quite common.........



We are happy to gaze at them from a safe distance, especially after heavy rain and stormy seas........

On the way back we find a footpath straight to our caravan, I love discovering little short cuts like this.........

As the day was turning out to be much better than we had dared hope it was decided to find a safe beach for the children. We travelled just a few miles west, to Lyme Regis and came upon a beautifully sheltered bay.......

It was breezy but warm and clouds scudded quickly across the sky. I was mesmerised by the constantly changing light and the pretty buildings that tumbled down the hillside..............

The children had a swim then enjoyed a traditional seaside treat ..........

many families were enjoying the lovely sand and gentle waves, such a contrast to a few hours earlier at West Bay...............

and look it's got a pretty harbour too.............

where there are sailing boats and fishing boats, flags fluttering in the breeze..........

and you can walk out to gaze back at the land............

and get a different view of the town.................

While my sister in law and I enjoyed our explorations the boys were enjoying paddling their inflatable dingy in the bay.

When we got back eldest dashed up to me and asked me to come quickly as they had something to show me.
I wondered if it was a crab or a fish, but when I get there they are holding the dingy and grinning wildly....."Get in" they urge.
I'm fully dressed and holding my camera and protest a little, but I feel so happy with their desire to include me in the fun that I climb aboard.

More splashing threatens my little camera ............

but look at the view! that beautiful coastline..........and the wonderful colour of the sea, reflecting the blue sky..........

and lovely Lyme in the late afternoon sunshine...........

I love the glittery reflections on the water ..........

and wouldn't have missed my surprise boat ride, despite getting  a wet skirt and underwear!

In the evening eldest and I pop to the postbox on the other side of the harbour to send a postcard to mum.

I love how different the boats look when the tide is in and the light is soft. Dusk is falling and the lights are just beginning to come on. Eldest spots the moon as it appears briefly from behind the clouds. I realise it's the Super moon tonight.....how I hope to see it more clearly..............

The lights from the fun fair shine brightly on our return trip.............

a little while later I spotted the moon through our caravan window and dashed back to the harbour........

There are lots of people around but nobody is looking at the moon. I feel like telling the folks who pass me "look, look it's the super moon .....isn't it beautiful shining so brightly above the East Cliff and reflected in the water" ...........

But I know they would probably think I was mad, so I dash back to the caravan and practically drag Mr BM and middle son ( the others were out ) back to the harbour to admire it's beauty..........

I think they thought I was slightly mad too.........but they humoured me. I just wanted them to know how happy and blessed I felt at that moment.............

A perfect end to a special day.
Jacquie x