For me, there’s nothing better than being by the sea. Enjoying a long beach walk; the sand beneath my feet and a fresh breeze. It’s seems Fletcher has adopted my mentality too and the beach is his happy place!
The squeals of excitement begin as soon as he can smell the sea. It’s like he has some sort of radar. We can be in a new location and he’ll know if we’re 10 minutes from the sea. He’ll stick his head up from his bed in the back of the car and excitedly squeal.
Before the beach bans begin, I’ve been treating Fletcher to as many coastal walks as possible. It was also my New Year’s resolution to take him to beach at least once a month.
In February we visited Blakeney. Though Storm Ciara put a dampener on things, the winds didn’t stop Fletcher from having fun. He charged along the Quay with his ears and tongue flapping around. Read our adventures on a previous trip to Blakeney here.
This month we’ve been to Sheringham. My husband, Fletcher and I were staying at the cute and cosy Lobster Pot Cottage, available to rent via Crabpot Cottages. After a two-hour car journey, we dropped off our luggage and made our way to the beach to stretch Fletcher’s legs.
The excitement was unbelievable. You’d honestly think Fletcher had never been for a walk before. He actually bounced up and down while on his lead, squealing with delight. We got some strange looks from passerbys.
Once on the beach he ran up and down, leaping from boulder to boulder, splashing his paws and jumping in the air with joy. His tail was a 100mph and he had a huge grin on his face. The look of pure happiness which makes my heart melt.
We spent almost two hours walking along the beach. Skimming stones for Fletcher to chase. To warm up we made a stop at Whelk Coppers Tearoom. It was dog-friendly with biscuits for pooches. Fletcher of course got over excited, and knocked over a chair and bowl of water in attempt to say hello to another dog.
With energy still to burn, we let Fletcher have another run on the beach before heading into town. He pulled as always with full force on the lead. We visited North Norfolk Railway where he howled to the horn.
On the way back through Sheringham High Street to pick up fish and chips, Fletcher managed to get caught in some kind of wiring hanging from a lamppost. I’ve never known a dog to be so clumsy.
He was showing no signs of tiring, so we chose to eat our chips on the beach while Fletcher splashed and ran some more. It was perfectly timed with sunset too!
In total we spent four hours on the beach, which was just about enough to get an hour’s break from Fletcher before he demanded the ball.
The next morning was a little chilly so rather than deal with a soaking wet and cold spaniel, we took a walk along the promenade. However, Fletcher had other ideas. Despite us saying “no”, every time he approached the steps to the beach, he simply couldn’t resist. He took one look at us, registered exactly what we were saying, weighed up his options and ignored us completely. Off he went, splashing into the icy sea.
Despite most beaches having a dog ban from 1 May to 30 September, we’re lucky that there are a few year round dog-friendly beaches in East Anglia. Wells-next-the-Sea is hugely popular in the summer, but we prefer the rustic shores of Mersea Island. We’ll see you there!
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