This is our local beach, Gwithian. It's a great place to surf or walk and is just a few miles from where we live. There's a car park at the beach, but as the charges have just gone up again, we like to park further away and walk over the sand dunes.
There's Gwithian lighthouse in the distance. Just beyond the headland is a seal colony.
Today the beach is almost deserted, even though it's near the bank holiday. That's St Ives in the distance.
Down the steep steps by the lifeguards hut to the dog-friendly part of the beach. Despite dog dirt bins, too many people still don't pick up their pooch's poo and even worse, do pick it up, but then leave the filled bag stuffed under a grass tussock in the dunes! Why don't they take the bag to the poo bins?
Down onto the sand. Safe to let Charlie off his lead. He really doesn't like other dogs; a legacy of his past life before he was abandoned, I should think. He's just a grumpy old man, now.
Hubby's job is to throw the ball as far as poss.
The steps we came down. We won't be going back up them!
It's yours truly and Charlie.
Not a soul about, to the left...........
...or the right.....apart from Him Indoors, of course!
A bit further along the beach are the other steps. Much less steep!