It was a really nice, bright, sunny morning - relatively warm when sheltered from the cool breeze - so I spent far more time down there than I intended. And, because it was low tide, I ventured beyond the End-of-the-Line!
Canyons and river valleys in miniature!
Dinah's "little man" at the End-of-the-Line
I don't know where his measuring instrument is, though?
Mud slide! And, yes, of course I threw rocks in it (most satisfying).
A sea-carved clay-scape (from a cliff fall)
Low tide exposes the chalk beds at Sidestrand
A belemnite handily pointing to the imprint of a fossilised shell
The End-of-the-Line surrounded by glassy sands
Oh, dear. The sea still hasn't cleared up all the mess from that big cliff fall back in June
I think this might be some preliminary work before repairing some of the revetments?
A groyne of dimishing returns (those little squares - which you may have noticed before - appeared after the aforementioned cliff fall)
My stone spirals from the 5th October are still there! Sort of...
I think people or seagulls must have ruined the yellow one - it can't have been the sea as the black one (which is much lower down) is still in one piece (almost)
Fixed! (with another collection of stones)
I couldn't lock this stone spiral into place as I couldn't find the key!
That oystercatcher is back...