Exploring Holderness and its little roads

I opened the curtains early this Sunday morning to see more rain and another dismal dark grey sky it stretched as far as the eye could see. We were in for another depressing looking day it seems.

I had breakfast and spied brighter conditions over yonder, Julie had stirred and was getting ready as the clock turned 09.30. The Landi shook itself into life and squeezed out of the garage and waited for us to put coats flask and camera in, at 10.05 we trundled down the lane towards the main road. I fancied heading towards Spurn Point again to explore some of the little roads to nowhere. If you look at the map at Hull, all the main roads go through then turn north towards Bridlington through the region of Holderness. Leaving just one A road that goes east towards Withernsea with lots of tiny white roads heading to all points of the compass connecting the dozens of hamlets, villages and farms. I saw that several roads head towards the Humber estuary, so today we would be splash around there!

I had been intrigued by the oddly named hamlet called Sunk Island. The history books state…Sunk Island originated as a sand bank in the Humber Estuary (hence the name!) It was said to form a seven acre island one-and-a-half mile from the mainland.From 1663, the land around it was gradually drained, and by the mid-18th century, the channel separating it from the shore had entirely silted up. Today the settlement consists of a church a few houses and various farms. Cottages were built 1855-7 At the last official count in 2011 a total of 228 lived here.


Heading to Sunk Island…this road is the wide bit!

It was interesting to look at the old houses, mostly they were farms and the smaller roads linked them together, we followed one such road all the way to the estuary. I have to admit the grey sky and the light rain made for a glum picture this morning, the small muddy channel was home to six small tatty looking boats and a couple of dark red bricked dwellings, the big road and civilisation was at least eight miles away. These little roads undulated wildly and extremely narrow they went in places too, the puddles were huge it was like sailing a motor launch on the high seas the truck was rolling up and down and made me giggle! The puddle splashes riding over the windscreen. We passed one car and a land Rover, a man on his bike and three horses otherwise that was it until we got closer to the villages and more people appeared as they walked their dogs.


Just visible on the far horizon across the estuary is Immingham

The grey suddenly broke and the sunshine came to town! We drove on through Welwick, Weeton, Skeffling going on towards Spurn Point. It was nearly two in the afternoon now and we were feeling ready for something to eat, I remembered a pub near Spurn Point, hopefully they offered meals.


The pub was miles from anywhere and had fantastic views over the River Humber estuary it’s called The Crown and Anchor. I have to say the food was the best I have had in a long long time. I had a veggie curry and Julie had a Sunday roast, normally one takes a chance with pub meals when passing through but this was just excellent, worthy of a plug too so here you go!


In the summer time I imagine it gets quite busy? There is a static caravan park just down the road and its on the only road to Spurn Point.


Nom Nom Nom!!


A historic ruin in the form of WWII machine gun blockhouses also known as pill boxes outside the pub. They dot around Spurn Point here and there, this one is slowly crumbling into the sea, no surprise really after all its been bashed by the seas 24/7 for the last 75 years!


                              I think these are the remains of a ye olde worlde jetty

We drove on up to the end of Spurn Point, but the road was closed as we got to the main gate onto the reserve. You have to pay a few pounds to enter because he area is managed  by The Yorkshire Wildlife Trust.


                                                                                                            The wrecked road.

Spurn Point bore the brunt of the North Sea tidal surge floods. It is one of East Yorkshire’s best-loved beauty spots and a vital habitat to dozens of birds and animals but, today, it lies damaged and desolate. Staff from Yorkshire Wildlife Trust hardly know where to begin as they assess the aftermath and begin the long and laborious clear-up. It is now more than three weeks since the worst tidal surge for 60 years swept in on December 5 and swamped the peninsular to devastating effect. Dozens of its Hebridean sheep, a common sight enjoyed by families visiting the reserve and vital in habitat management, drowned when they were caught out by the waves.


Spurn Point

I took this photo of a framed photograph in the pub to show you what Spurn point look like if you didn’t know. Some of you readers are from other countries for example my friend Nancy from Canada reads the blog often as does Martin in France. Can you see the Lifeboat Station with its jetty? Well, we parked there last year and walked on the beach, it was brilliant! Look at the top and you can see just how narrow the cobbled road is…or was. The pub is to the left and out of the photo. You can actually see the sea to your left and right as your driving along but you have to keep your eyes on the narrow brick road, that road has now gone! So we had to turn around, the photo before the one above shows the really wide part, the bricks are the actual road as it’s all built on the loose shifting sands.

We drove to the village of Welwick to look at a metal sculpture. This was a steel sculpture depicting the 1605 Gunpowder Plot..Guy Fawkes and his men, they tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament, we celebrate it with Bonfire Night every November 5th. Guy was from York and two of the gang were from this very village, The sculpture was born out of an idea from the local business people and the farmers,of Welwick. unfortunately  the original plans went missing when the car carrying the plans was stolen! It’s a kinda rusty colour now because its made out of Corton Steel, the same as the Angel of the North monument.


  Better luck next time!!


Julie checks her bearings…note the map book obscuring her body!!


Patrington and its church

The sun was at its best now at 15.00hrs, in another hour it would be gone, so we made our way back towards Hull and the M62 and home, we had the sun in our face all the way until it bade farewell and dipped under the horizon!



2 Responses to Exploring Holderness and its little roads

  1. Mick Gordge says:

    Tut Tut !!! Dave, Try using spell check, there are numerous mistakes. But nice story though.


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