How do you describe a place that seems magical, shrouded in myths and legends, been invaded by vikings and has hundreds of thousands of tourists visiting each year. You don’t, well at least I don’t. Plenty has been written about the Holy Island of Lindisfarne, (hint, follow the links through this post), so I’m just going to show you some photographs and do it my way by saying it with a camera. Well, I might add a few words just to keep it flowing. So let’s get going…..
That’s Holy Island in the distance. To reach it you have to cross the sea, well it is an island, but only when the tide is out. Otherwise you could find yourself in danger
Believe it or not about once a month someone does not look at the tide table….and when they get in trouble that little wooden box is their safe place. Of course their car is a total write-off and the insurers just love the fact that they didn’t look at the tables.
Lindisfarne has a castle
….and a church, actually it’s got more than one
and inside one church is an amazing wood carving
At this time of the year, spring flowers are in abundance, on the meadows, on rocky cliffs
and country lanes
Fog on a hot sunny day, it can’t be, but it is. I told you this place was mystical.
That’s it. I hope you enjoyed the photographs.