My Wild Ones // Climbing rocks and a whooshing stick

I’ve got a bit of a backlog of photographs and things to write about at the moment so please forgive my posting about something that we did two months ago.

When we were waiting to get the keys to our new house we went to meet Barry’s parents in Arnside, a village on the estuary of the river Kent, at the north east of Morcambe Bay. The estuary has a tidal bore which we were lucky enough to see just after we arrived.

beware-of-the-tide-in-arnside

After a lovely lunch in the Old Bakehouse cafe we had a little stroll along the water.

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Gabe was quite happy in the buggy as we walked along.

gabe-had-fun-from-the-buggy-on-our-walk

Looking out across the water you can see Grange over Sands where Barry’s parents live.

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As we walked along of course Toby found himself a stick. Apparently it was his ‘whooshing stick’.

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He had lots of fun climbing up the rocks with his Grandad.

toby-doing-some-rock-climbing-with-his-grandad

He’s quite the adventurer…

toby-is-super-happy-on-the-rocks-with-his-stick

At one point the water was coming right up over the path, I’m glad the tide didn’t get any higher or we would have been stuck!

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Apparently the whooshing stick was good for drawing in the sand too.

a-stick-becomes-a-pen-for-drawing-in-the-sand-with-nana

Gabe enjoyed the view too.

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And then as we were heading back to the car, the inevitable happened…

the-inevitable-breaking-of-the-whooshing-stick

We had a lovely day out though. It’s a beautiful part of the world and I’m sure we’ll go back again sometime.

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