Just down the coast from Scarborough you will find its little brother - Filey. For hundreds of years it was a significant fishing village - long before seaside tourism was conceived. There's still a slipway down by the beach called Coble Landing. A "coble" was a kind of fishing boat unique to this part of the Yorkshire coast.
On the way home from Scarborough we decided to drive into Filey. It was a lovely, sunny morning and we managed to get parked very close to Coble Landing. The outside temperature was unseasonably warm and the sea breeze was very light. I decided to go coatless as we set off along the beach to Filey Brigg.
I hadn't gone there since I was a teenager.
|Harder layers with boulder clay above|
Geologists would find the Brigg very interesting. Hard layers of sandstone and limestone are topped by a thirty foot layer of boulder clay that was pushed there by bulldozing ice sheets during the last Ice Age which began 1.8 million years ago.
The boulder clay is very susceptible to erosion by the sea but the underlying layers are more resistant and it is they that form the wave-battered point known as Filey Brigg. In stormy weather or high tides it is a dangerous place to ramble. Numerous people have been swept off the brigg over the centuries. Death by drowning is normally the only prospect.
|On Old Quay Rocks - looking to Flamborough Head|
|Looking landward from Filey Brigg|
The hut is a refuge in case of emergency.
After our walk to Filey Brigg we returned to the seafront and bought ice cream cones from a kiosk. We sat on a bench looking out to sea - basking in lovely sunshine on what would have been John Lennon's seventy seventh birthday...
|Eating ice cream cones - looking out to Flamborough Head|