| THE HARBOUR BEACH LIES BEYOND. |
| MY DAD USED TO HAVE A FISHERMAN'S CABIN JUST ABOUT WHERE THE RED VAN IS NOW |
| HADN'T BEEN ON THIS PART FOR YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS. |
| TOWARDS THE MARINA. |
| AN ELDERY CHAP DIGGING BAIT. THE SOUND OF THE SHOVEL AGAINST THE ROCKS REMINDED ME OF DAD. |
| A WRECK IN THE HARBOUR. |
| BIT OF A MESS. |
| ANOTHER VIEW OF THE WRECK. |
| A WELLIE BOOT. |
| VERY FEW FINDS. |
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| AND FINALLY ME AGED ABOUT 15 ON MIDDLETON BEACH WITH MY OLD DOG DUKE. OVER 40 YEARS LATER... STILL DOING BEACHES WITH DOGS. BEACH BUOY. |

