The big river running to our coast is the Humber.
One of Britain's biggest, its a vast dark vein of water, bristling with turbines, draining Yorkshire into the cold forbidding North Sea, which separates old Blighty from the European Continent.
I love the Humber and enjoy time spent on it.
Here are a few snaps.
Looking across to Lincolnshire
A passer-by
The mysterious spit of land called Spurn Point, here, it's rounded end.
Spurn's lifeboat jetty and lighthouse
In our wake.
Have you a favourite river readers?
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