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. |
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. |