A family walk : Weston part two


Oh winter is coming around pretty quickly isn't it? Why is it that those transitional seasons seem to be over so quickly when Summer and Winter seem to just drag on. But I thought I would celebrate the upcoming cold months with some forgotten photographs from last year, just a few days into the New Year and from a very cold but beautiful winter beach at Weston. 

I'm trying my hardest to revive this poor little blog, and I really need to dedicate some time to it, so I'm going through my drafts and trying to finish all those half written posts! It may not be chronological, but sometimes I like having that flash of remembrance and to look back. 
 

A family walk : Weston part two


Oh winter is coming around pretty quickly isn't it? Why is it that those transitional seasons seem to be over so quickly when Summer and Winter seem to just drag on. But I thought I would celebrate the upcoming cold months with some forgotten photographs from last year, just a few days into the New Year and from a very cold but beautiful winter beach at Weston. 

I'm trying my hardest to revive this poor little blog, and I really need to dedicate some time to it, so I'm going through my drafts and trying to finish all those half written posts! It may not be chronological, but sometimes I like having that flash of remembrance and to look back. 
 

A winters walk: Weston Super Mare

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weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
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To continue with our Christmas adventuring, I thought I'd share some of our little jaunt to Weston-Super-Mare. 

On a bitterly cold day we drove to the seaside town with the clear blue skies and winter sun streaming through the windows. We let the dog and the child loose on the beach, whilst we found sticks and wrote our names in the sand and watched as dogs relished in the freedom of the beach in wintertime. 

This is my favourite time to visit beaches, with the windswept sharp air clearing out those winter spider webs, people taking long walks and dogs frolicking in the sand and freezing sea. The beach was filled with a buzz of people still in the cheery Christmas spirit, gearing up for the new year. 

We stopped in a cafe for fish and chips and took a little stroll around the town itself, admiring the shops and cafes stuck in that seaside time warp. I hope it never changes. We stopped by the arcades and had a flurry on the 2p machines before heading back to the beach as the sunset for one more run and play. The light threw deep orange and red shades across the buildings and our faces as the sun dipped behind the land and the cold started creeping in. 

A winters walk: Weston Super Mare

weston super mare winter beach seafront grand pier
weston super mare winter beach seafront pier photo IMG_0607copy_zpsa444200f.jpg
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weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
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weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
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weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
weston super mare winter beach seafront
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weston super mare winter beach seafront
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weston super mare winter beach seafront
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To continue with our Christmas adventuring, I thought I'd share some of our little jaunt to Weston-Super-Mare. 

On a bitterly cold day we drove to the seaside town with the clear blue skies and winter sun streaming through the windows. We let the dog and the child loose on the beach, whilst we found sticks and wrote our names in the sand and watched as dogs relished in the freedom of the beach in wintertime. 

This is my favourite time to visit beaches, with the windswept sharp air clearing out those winter spider webs, people taking long walks and dogs frolicking in the sand and freezing sea. The beach was filled with a buzz of people still in the cheery Christmas spirit, gearing up for the new year. 

We stopped in a cafe for fish and chips and took a little stroll around the town itself, admiring the shops and cafes stuck in that seaside time warp. I hope it never changes. We stopped by the arcades and had a flurry on the 2p machines before heading back to the beach as the sunset for one more run and play. The light threw deep orange and red shades across the buildings and our faces as the sun dipped behind the land and the cold started creeping in. 

to the seaside!

It seems funny to think that just last week we were sunning ourselves on the beach, tasting our first ice-creams cones of the year and dreaming up all of our summer adventures. Good weather is fleeting on our fair Isle, and we've all learnt now that when it's here you have to get out and make the most of it. In all cases, a week later you'll be pulling out your coat and boots that you casually tried to put away for next winter, in full knowledge that you would need to be able to access them again for the next few months. And so it goes.

In order to stock up on vitamin d we headed out to Weston-Super-Mare last week, to join the masses for a good old day at the seaside. Even though the front is fun to drive by and watch the big wheel spin round and the donkeys going backwards and forwards along the sand, its probably best avoided with two children who don't seem to understand the concept of money, and therefore the lack of it. Also I suppose showing them that you don't have to spend lots of money on attractions when all you need is a bucket and spade and a friend!

We choose to visit a little park, with excellent climbing frames and water sprinklers to have our lunch and a run around first. Due to my pretty spectacular hatred of eating anywhere where sand may creep its way into my sandwich.

After wrapping up in towels, drying off and finishing our picnic we headed onto the sand to the right of the pier, where it's slightly quieter. The boys dug holes, made shapes and castles in the sand and discovered the delights of burying each other.

Given the space and freedom these two will run and chase each other for miles and upon discovering the vastness of the beach, they set about doing just that. Before being enticed back for ice cream. (Note to self, use ice cream as bribe to leave the beach, and therefore avoiding long persuasions to leave and reduce the risk of sand in said ice creams)


And so our day at the beach ended,  we drove back to Bristol with two sleeping boys in the back, satisfied from our successful (and cheap!) day out. 

to the seaside!

It seems funny to think that just last week we were sunning ourselves on the beach, tasting our first ice-creams cones of the year and dreaming up all of our summer adventures. Good weather is fleeting on our fair Isle, and we've all learnt now that when it's here you have to get out and make the most of it. In all cases, a week later you'll be pulling out your coat and boots that you casually tried to put away for next winter, in full knowledge that you would need to be able to access them again for the next few months. And so it goes.

In order to stock up on vitamin d we headed out to Weston-Super-Mare last week, to join the masses for a good old day at the seaside. Even though the front is fun to drive by and watch the big wheel spin round and the donkeys going backwards and forwards along the sand, its probably best avoided with two children who don't seem to understand the concept of money, and therefore the lack of it. Also I suppose showing them that you don't have to spend lots of money on attractions when all you need is a bucket and spade and a friend!

We choose to visit a little park, with excellent climbing frames and water sprinklers to have our lunch and a run around first. Due to my pretty spectacular hatred of eating anywhere where sand may creep its way into my sandwich.

After wrapping up in towels, drying off and finishing our picnic we headed onto the sand to the right of the pier, where it's slightly quieter. The boys dug holes, made shapes and castles in the sand and discovered the delights of burying each other.

Given the space and freedom these two will run and chase each other for miles and upon discovering the vastness of the beach, they set about doing just that. Before being enticed back for ice cream. (Note to self, use ice cream as bribe to leave the beach, and therefore avoiding long persuasions to leave and reduce the risk of sand in said ice creams)


And so our day at the beach ended,  we drove back to Bristol with two sleeping boys in the back, satisfied from our successful (and cheap!) day out. 

a friday adventure

So Fridays are turning into little adventure days for Theo and I along with our friends. Since Rob is now working Fridays I have to think of things to do to fill them up, and because I work most Saturdays it's been really good to try and do something different and adventurous before the weekend.

As the weather has been so good all week we decided to take another trip to the beach, this time a little closer to Weston-Super-Mare. We've only been once before, last summer, when the weather wasn't so...summery! We left a sunny Bristol this morning, but as we got closer the clouds started to come in. It was pretty windy and a little chilly when we arrived, but the sun did poke it's head out every now and again.

We headed straight for the beach for a little play, which was fun until we made the fatal error of trying to have some lunch. Now I don't know if I've mentioned my hate of sand on here before (I probably have) but I had all my reasons for hating it reconfirmed today. You see I do love going to the beach, and especially if the beach is pebble or very grainy sand, but the beach at Weston is neither of these. In fact because Weston isn't technically on the coast, but on the Severn Estuary, which has a huge tidal range making it feel like the sea. The 'beach' therefore is pretty muddy, so the sandy beach is man made meaning that the sand isn't like proper compacted beach sand, just gritty loose sandpit sand. So this, plus a slight breeze and trying to eat sandwiches doesn't end too well! Sand just makes me feel horrible!  I hate the feeling of it and even more the fear of having it in between your teeth.....uuughhh. Like nails on a chalk board. So lunch wasn't so successful lets just put it that way...I may have freaked out just a little.

Anyway moving on from our slight lunch disaster, we made a mental note not to have lunch on the beach again and just leave that for building sand castles. But regardless of my freak out the boys said that they liked the beach which is all that is important anyway! We took a walk along the sea front, had a little ride on the carousel, played in the fountain, ate some chips and had a good chat. We of course ended the day with ice-cream before taking two pretty tired out boys home. The weather held out until we made it back to Bristol where we had some much needed rain.


We had a lovely day in the end, and it's always good to go somewhere new, and there is so much left to discover!

a friday adventure

So Fridays are turning into little adventure days for Theo and I along with our friends. Since Rob is now working Fridays I have to think of things to do to fill them up, and because I work most Saturdays it's been really good to try and do something different and adventurous before the weekend.

As the weather has been so good all week we decided to take another trip to the beach, this time a little closer to Weston-Super-Mare. We've only been once before, last summer, when the weather wasn't so...summery! We left a sunny Bristol this morning, but as we got closer the clouds started to come in. It was pretty windy and a little chilly when we arrived, but the sun did poke it's head out every now and again.

We headed straight for the beach for a little play, which was fun until we made the fatal error of trying to have some lunch. Now I don't know if I've mentioned my hate of sand on here before (I probably have) but I had all my reasons for hating it reconfirmed today. You see I do love going to the beach, and especially if the beach is pebble or very grainy sand, but the beach at Weston is neither of these. In fact because Weston isn't technically on the coast, but on the Severn Estuary, which has a huge tidal range making it feel like the sea. The 'beach' therefore is pretty muddy, so the sandy beach is man made meaning that the sand isn't like proper compacted beach sand, just gritty loose sandpit sand. So this, plus a slight breeze and trying to eat sandwiches doesn't end too well! Sand just makes me feel horrible!  I hate the feeling of it and even more the fear of having it in between your teeth.....uuughhh. Like nails on a chalk board. So lunch wasn't so successful lets just put it that way...I may have freaked out just a little.

Anyway moving on from our slight lunch disaster, we made a mental note not to have lunch on the beach again and just leave that for building sand castles. But regardless of my freak out the boys said that they liked the beach which is all that is important anyway! We took a walk along the sea front, had a little ride on the carousel, played in the fountain, ate some chips and had a good chat. We of course ended the day with ice-cream before taking two pretty tired out boys home. The weather held out until we made it back to Bristol where we had some much needed rain.


We had a lovely day in the end, and it's always good to go somewhere new, and there is so much left to discover!