Winterton-on-Sea, Norfolk

I did a circular walk at Winterton-on-Sea a couple of weeks ago, striking out from the beach car park that looked a little forlorn out of season – largely devoid of vehicles, its wooden hut cafe bolted shut for the winter.

Winterton Dunes immediately north of here is a nature reserve known for its natterjack toads but, this being November, the toad population was in deep amphibian sleep, no doubt dreaming of munching insects in warmer times to come. But, even without the toads, it’s an affecting place – an undulating swathe of sand and gorse, birch trees and heather; a border zone where sea meets land meets sky.  There are other animals to consider as well: over the dunes on the beach grey seals have arrived in number to pup, their sluggish forms slumped awkwardly on the sand – plump, blotchy grey and vulnerable.

At Winterton Ness, where I leave the dunes to venture inland, large concrete blocks flank the track, a reminder that invasion was a constant threat along this coast back in the dark days of World War II. I walk inland along a farm track, through an isolated cattle yard that has leaked several inches of malodorous slurry over the concrete, before heading across fields to walk south. Here, pheasants are so prolific that I soon become immune to the shock of their flying up unnanounced in my wake – an explosive flurry of undersized wings struggling to lift over-the-top plumage clumsily into the air. There are so many pheasants here. This year, they seem almost plague-like.Walking along a lonely concrete road in the general direction of Winterton I come across a man on a bicycle, who dismounts to walk and talk with me awhile. He is a font of local knowledge. According to him, the supersized pheasant population is the result of the local landlord releasing 15,000 chicks into the wild – an awful lot of shooting for even the most enthusiastic rifle-wielder. We talk of other wildlife: the cranes that breed around here, the red deer that rut nearby, the barn owls and hen harriers that quarter the winter marshes. Then, as we approach a corner ahead, he utters, “I won’t walk along here at night on my own. Even the beaters won’t come here at night – and they’re a pretty hard bunch on the whole.” Before I have time to ask why, he answers for me, “It’s haunted, and so is the house by the corner.”The man with the bike starts to relate a story about a local who lived around here a couple of centures ago. Like many along this eastern extremity of the Norfolk coast, he was given to  smuggling and shipwrecking but this particularly unpleasant individual was also reknowned for his cruelty to women and his wraith – a cold, shadowy presence that is said to follow anyone foolish enough to wander around here at night – still haunts this stretch of the road.

We go on to discuss Winterton’s shipwrecking tradition and reputation for lawlessness that persists to this day (“The Yarmouth police don’t want to know about any trouble here, although they’ll come to Horsey just up the road”).  Then, as soon as we turn the corner, he bids me goodbye and disappears into the garden of a roadside cottage – the same one he had said was haunted.

Back at the beach car park, a couple of dog-walkers catching the last hour of silvery daylight eye me (conspicuously dog-less) with suspicion. In north-east Norfolk if you don’t have a furry friend with you then you are probably up to no good. If it’s the liminal hour just before dark then you almost certainly are.

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13 Responses to Winterton-on-Sea, Norfolk

  1. dobraszczyk says:

    Great story. I remember the sight of the enormous church tower at Winterton from a few miles inland and thinking, why are Norfolk church towers often so tall? Were churches like these proto-lighthouses?

  2. Thanks, Paul. I’m sure you are right that coastal churches like these were proto-lighthouses. A good example is St Nicholas’ Church at Blakeney on the north Norfolk coast, which in addition to its 13th-century main tower has a smaller 15th-century one that used to burn a beacon for Blakeny boats. Whether or not it was specifically constructed for this purpose is open to debate but, in pure pragmatic terms at least, tall church towers were valuable landmarks in foggy weather.

  3. Enjoyed walking with you again Laurence. Like how places take on a different feel ‘out of season’. Local stories of haunted house/corners always fascinating. Thanks.

  4. paul says:

    Yes, it feels as if we are there, matching you step for step. Not for the first time since I moved to Germany a decade ago, I am aware of how much of my own home country I have never explored. Thanks for the enjoyable post.

  5. dianajhale says:

    I went here when I went seal watching a few years ago – that was quite amazing, although I think we spent most of the day by the beach. Lovely images and words capturing the end of autumn.

  6. Wonderful coastal wander, Laurence, and I particularly love that the man disappeared into the garden of the haunted cottage! These are the moments that only come from being out and about, and open to the little things always at play in the places around us. Thanks for that lovely touch.

  7. Thanks to all of you for your kind words, and thanks for being such marvellous walk companions.

  8. Dina says:

    Hi Laurence, that was a true delight, I really enjoyed this walk with you!. Last time I stayed in Cley next the sea I visited Blakeney Church. I’m going to stay in North Norfolk (Cley) from Xmas until the beginning of Feb, if you are around, please come and visit! .-) or maybe you know of a nice pub in Norwich? 🙂
    Have a lovely weekend.
    Greetings from Hanne and Klausbernd

  9. Thanks Dina, funnily enough I was in Blakeney just the other day, Brancaster Staithe too. Yes, it would be good to meet up. I love Cley and know lots of good pubs in Norwich.
    All the best, Laurence

  10. Dina says:

    Hi Laurence,
    I just read your comment on my fellow countryman Jan Garabarek in Norwich Cathedral. I have experienced someting similar in Kloster Eberbach in Rheingau, i imagine Norwich tops it all. Do you have a photos of this concert?
    Enjoy your weekend.
    Best regards

  11. Hi Dina, no I don’t have photographs – I just sat on a very uncomfortable chair and let the heavenly music and architecture wash over me.

  12. The Millers Tale says:

    Wonderful! Ghosts, game and scared locals… perfect for winter reading.

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