A STEP BACK IN TIME
Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 2:20 pm
A STEP BACK IN TIME
It was a bright morning yesterday so we went for one of our usual jaunts for a walk and morning coffee. In this south east corner we do not have the stunning scenery of the pennines, the dales or the highlands that some members have. We do however have quite a lot of social history stemming from the Victorian era and happily evidence of much of that heritage remains today.
I have posted in the past about The Crab and Winkle Line; the first ever scheduled train service between Canterbury and Whitstable that started in 1830. I have also posted about our trip on the paddle steamer Waverley from Whitstable to London. This restored steamer is typical of those that plied between London, Medway and the North Kent coast towns from Victorian times until the mid 1900’s. The beach huts at Whitstable have also proved to be of interest to members.
We started at Tankerton and walked along to The Continental Hotel for coffee. This is a rather quaint hotel from the 1930’s with something of an art deco style. Walking back, the single item that caught my attention was the Lifeguards station standing in isolation on a deserted beach. Some graffiti vandal could not resist the inviting plain side and daubed his tag across it. I thought it made quite an interesting picture nonetheless.

Moving on from Whitstable and Tankerton we went the few miles east to Hampton, just west of Herne Bay, a north Kent coast town that I have not mentioned before. I particularly wanted a picture of a unique style of groyne that is usually covered with seagulls. Unfortunately the tide was in so not much of the groyne was visible and not too many seagulls.

Between Hampton and Herne Bay there is the most impressive row of beach huts anywhere around the coast. We saw one numbered 288 and there were even more in the row. These are right on the shingle beach with steps down onto the pebbles and are just so reminiscent of late Victorian and Edwardian times. Privately owned and brightly decorated they must be retained for their sheer charm.
A wide view of the rear of some of the huts.

Rear of the huts looking towards Herne Bay, the remains of the pier and, in the distance, Reculver Towers.

No ice cream stalls, no amusement arcade, just huts on the beach…..could just as easily be 1913. (Except for the motor cars)

Just one of my ‘arty’ pictures.
One of many beach winches.

In order to provide a deep water berth for paddle steamers it was necessary to construct a long pier out into the estuary. The last of three piers was opened in 1899. It was 1.15 km long and people could walk or be conveyed to the end on a tram. The pier was destroyed in 1978 by a violent storm and it was subsequently dismantled in 1980 leaving just an abutment from the shore and the landing stage isolated out to sea. Wikipedia has a good account of the history of Herne Bays’ piers.
This view shows the landing stage more than one kilometre from the shore.

This one is for LLL and any other dog lovers.
We met twin Boston Terrier bitches, one was shy but this one was very inquisitive and alert. (I edited out her lead which was a distraction)

CREDIT Artistc director...Mrs G. She often picks the views and says she never gets credit.
It was a bright morning yesterday so we went for one of our usual jaunts for a walk and morning coffee. In this south east corner we do not have the stunning scenery of the pennines, the dales or the highlands that some members have. We do however have quite a lot of social history stemming from the Victorian era and happily evidence of much of that heritage remains today.
I have posted in the past about The Crab and Winkle Line; the first ever scheduled train service between Canterbury and Whitstable that started in 1830. I have also posted about our trip on the paddle steamer Waverley from Whitstable to London. This restored steamer is typical of those that plied between London, Medway and the North Kent coast towns from Victorian times until the mid 1900’s. The beach huts at Whitstable have also proved to be of interest to members.
We started at Tankerton and walked along to The Continental Hotel for coffee. This is a rather quaint hotel from the 1930’s with something of an art deco style. Walking back, the single item that caught my attention was the Lifeguards station standing in isolation on a deserted beach. Some graffiti vandal could not resist the inviting plain side and daubed his tag across it. I thought it made quite an interesting picture nonetheless.
Moving on from Whitstable and Tankerton we went the few miles east to Hampton, just west of Herne Bay, a north Kent coast town that I have not mentioned before. I particularly wanted a picture of a unique style of groyne that is usually covered with seagulls. Unfortunately the tide was in so not much of the groyne was visible and not too many seagulls.
Between Hampton and Herne Bay there is the most impressive row of beach huts anywhere around the coast. We saw one numbered 288 and there were even more in the row. These are right on the shingle beach with steps down onto the pebbles and are just so reminiscent of late Victorian and Edwardian times. Privately owned and brightly decorated they must be retained for their sheer charm.
A wide view of the rear of some of the huts.
Rear of the huts looking towards Herne Bay, the remains of the pier and, in the distance, Reculver Towers.
No ice cream stalls, no amusement arcade, just huts on the beach…..could just as easily be 1913. (Except for the motor cars)
Just one of my ‘arty’ pictures.
In order to provide a deep water berth for paddle steamers it was necessary to construct a long pier out into the estuary. The last of three piers was opened in 1899. It was 1.15 km long and people could walk or be conveyed to the end on a tram. The pier was destroyed in 1978 by a violent storm and it was subsequently dismantled in 1980 leaving just an abutment from the shore and the landing stage isolated out to sea. Wikipedia has a good account of the history of Herne Bays’ piers.
This view shows the landing stage more than one kilometre from the shore.
This one is for LLL and any other dog lovers.
CREDIT Artistc director...Mrs G. She often picks the views and says she never gets credit.