After our windy stroll on the Brancaster beach, Charlie’s dad drove us to the fishing village Brancaster Staithe, purely because of my love for boats so I could snap a few images for my blog. It was low tide and the boats were bathing in the mud. But the view was nonetheless beautiful. I switched my camera to sepia mode, I just wanted to reflect that calm ambiance that was lingering in the harbor.
There is a tiny hut called The Crab’s Hut where you can buy all sorts of fresh fish and seafood, caught locally. My generously heaped portion of crayfish was mouthwatering and the pickled herring was heavenly.