No change today, but never mind.
You might recall that I had originally planned to do something quite different last Saturday before ending up in Teesside, and that I mentioned yesterday that I was hoping to go somewhere today. Well, I did what I planned. I took the Metro to Seaburn, and this time turned left and headed north along the coast. There’s a coastal path which offers a lovely view of the coast, though it wouldn’t be pleasant on a wet and windy day. My target was to get as far as Souter Lighthouse, which I haven’t visited in a long time. It looks just as lovely as it ever did:
Today’s walk was the first serious outing for the Fujifilm X-E1, and involved a lot of swapping between the 18-55mm and 55-200mm zoom lenses. Both performed well, and swapping is a lot easier to do with a smaller and lighter camera than I’ve been used to. But I don’t want to neglect the lovely X100S, so I brought it along with the infrared filter and took a few shots, such as this rather spooky view of the lighthouse:
I stopped at the lighthouse for a sandwich and a pot of tea then walked a little further north to Marsden Rock. This is a rather large outcrop, which used to be more impressive before the natural arch collapsed and somebody decided that the smaller stack was in danger of collapsing too, and so they demolished it. Shame. It’s still quite impressive, and is home to a lot of birds:
The people give you an idea of the size of the rock. I did contemplate going down to beach level, but decided to leave that for another day rather than inflict thousands of steps on myself. While in the vicinity, I spotted this little thing, which the X-E1 captured quite nicely:
I did crop that one down quite a lot, but it’s a promising sign of what I might manage to capture at this year’s Sunderland Air Show.
At that point, I decided not to walk any further. According to Garmin, that was just over five and a half miles, which isn’t bad. Evidence here:
I waited about ten minutes for a bus into South Shields, then got the Metro back to Gateshead, where I stopped to have a look at a bit of activity. I’d heard that the High Street had been closed, and guessed that this was probably for the final tower crane to be removed. I was right, as you can see here:
I took a few more pictures and waited a few minutes until the cab was disconnected and lowered to the ground:
And then I came home.
 Hi Sherry!
 Earl Grey. Hot.
 Possible exaggeration