Mart suited up, grabbed his board and was in like a shot. Not me. I was full of cold and not inclined to bare a single centimetre of flesh to the cooly-blowing wind! That and I don't have a winter wetsuit! Instead I took Charlie and the camera for a little pootle along the beach.
Our digital camera is starting to have little problems and at present you can only see a blurry image through the viewfinder, although the picture itself comes out sharp. So much if the photography was guesswork composition-wise. I think it turned out ok tho'.
There was a stiff offshore breeze
Plenty of other walkers. Who lives in the house on the cliff?
I bet it gets a bit rough during stormy weather!
The water looked...refreshing!
Speaking of refreshments there was a cafe...closed for the winter.
A surfer comes in...not mine, sadly. He was still out there enjoying the waves.
The surfers look like seals as they bob about.
As the sun sank, textures revealed themselves
Time to wend our way home.