Country diary: The fulmars and I are riding the wild winds | Susie White

2026-02-09 - 05:45

Cullernose Point, Northumberland: These cliffs are always thrilling, but today is a riot of sound and damp air as we take the coastal path The sea is still raging after yesterday’s storm, waves the highest that I’ve seen here, more ocean than North Sea. The water grey-green, full of churned up sand, is frothing and erupting against dark rocks, bursting with the force of geysers as it collides with the land. Here at Cullernose Point, the dolerite cliffs of the Whin Sill thrust a giant wedge as they taper into the sea. It’s dramatic at all times, but today is especially thrilling, the sound all enveloping, the wind cutting, the air damp with spume. Continue reading...