We arrived at Flamborough Head around 10:30am and as soon as we did, we were engulfed in the wildly fluctuating sea mists. The mournful cry of the seahorn echoed across the cliff tops, but there was no light from the lighthouse. The mists came and went and it's easy to see how a ship could be lost at sea.
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