Showing posts with label St Austell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label St Austell. Show all posts

Saturday, 11 February 2017

Sandy paws and salty licks

Yesterday was our first foray onto the beach this year

These gorgeous blue skies tempted us to don our warm clothes and venture onto the sand


It was actually a little breezy and definitely blew away the cobwebs, you can see the surf rolling in behind Bruce as he waits for the ball to be tossed back into the waves



Molly did the usual and buried and then 'discovered' her ball leaving little holes all over the beach


We wandered from one end to the other and back again, Bruce dashing in and out of the water, Molly my little partner in crime searching for flotsam and jetsam

We found this gnarly driftwood, far too big for Molly to play with but texturally beautiful 


And this chunk of Maritime debris, rusty and redundant, all the way from Manchester


Molly loves exploring, just like me - look at that happy little face ( unfortunately she gets so excited by her new finds she often loses her ball !)


Heading back, wind in our faces, two happy pooches and all the cobwebs completely blown away



The nearest I will ever get to a selfie ! This one was an accident, but look at that beautiful sky


Love and salty kisses

Tracey
xxx

Wednesday, 17 February 2016

Spit Beach - February 2016

We had a break in the rain yesterday so decided to make the first visit of the year to our nearest beach - Spit Beach which is a 15 minute walk from our house

It was still pretty chilly so it was no surprise to find the beach deserted


Guess who was especially happy to run around in the sand and surf, Molly actually looked like she was grinning the whole time we were there


It was just after lunch time but the light was extraordinary, the cloud cluttered sky sporadically broke to allow the sun to dazzle the waves


We made the most of the full length of the beach and the dogs explored every nook and cranny, always mindful of where the next tossed ball or stick was coming from



A brave and bedraggled Bruce patiently waiting for the ball to be tossed back into the seaweed strewn surf



Crystal clear rock pools


Gazing out to sea, man and dog, at one with nature, tired, a little cold but completely content on the crisp Cornish coast.


Love and salty kisses

Tracey
xxx