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t's a bleak place - the Lincolnshire coast out of season. About as different to the blue cottage-piled bays of St Ives as you can get. I quite like the wildness of flat bleak places, though.
The flatness of the Lincolnshire landscape also means that when you look inland, all you can see are the sea defences with the string of lamp-posts along the top. This is quite handy in places - it means that you can't see the ugliness of towns like Mablethorpe. In fact, I don't recommend visiting any of the towns along this coast - even the recommended Chapel St Leonards was all arcades and seaside tat. Sutton-on-Sea wasn't too bad, though. It had some nice shops and an interesting deli. I can imagine that the lights can be quite a comforting sight for anyone out on the North Sea after dark.
My Grandad was stationed on this coast in the First World War as a look-out, before being shipped out to fight at the Somme. He died just before I was born, but I thought about him as I gazed out at the brown sandy waters at the distant ships and the low flying flocks of wading birds, skimming the surf. |
