Saltburn

Something about being at the seaside always makes me feel a little bit like Rebecca de Winter. It’s a weird combination of wanting to just sit and close my eyes and listen to the waves, and wanting to run around frenetically, bouncing off all the kinetic energy zipping around.

Not that Saltburn is really much possessed of crashing waves and the general stormy, atmospheric seas and skies that you’d associate with Stoker’s Whitby – the exception being the photos below, but even then, the day stayed fine. Saltburn is much more of a genteel Victorian seaside town, incredibly popular in its heyday as a haunt of the Stockton, Darlington and Middlesbrough industrial workers and other members of the labouring-class. (Much more of a history can be found [here].)

Saltburn

Saltburn

Some of my favourite photos have been taken in Saltburn (usually involving the pier), and even though the townΒ looks largely the same no matter what the season, I never feel like I’ve properly seen it all.

Saltburn

It’s testament to the feeling of the town that even I, renowned for having the least vivid imagination possibly in history, can almost feel myself in a long, Victorian dress sweeping the floor as I cross Milton Street and walk down one of the jewel streets to the cliff edge.

Saltburn

And of course no post about Saltburn would be complete without a mention of the utterly fabulous ‘yarn bombers’ who give up their time, completely in secret, to knit amazing decorations which are fixed to the railings of the pier, and sometimes the cliff edge railings too. With this year being the 150th ‘birthday’ of Alice in Wonderland, that was taken as the theme of this summer’s work of art.

Saltburn

Saltburn

Saltburn

Saltburn

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