Maybe it's the Head's geographical nature, it's position in the bay, maybe there's another mechanism of transformation in action that I'm not aware of. Though the sandy beach, which covers the entire bay from the harbour mouth at Sandbanks is replaced by pebbles where Head rises and then peter out, becoming sandy again, towards the Head's end. What ever it is, the nature of the pebbles beach below the sandy cliffs is amazingly fluid, it's like living art, a shape shifter, and it can change form day to day. Currently the pebbles, already formed into a bank, have been pushed further back towards and up the cliff face into a narrow steep sided bank high above the sea. At a couple of points where the bank pushes against jutting cliff, weakening it and making it so narrow that it's barely there, it has succumbed to the rasping waves. It can feel wild and isolated out here sometimes (even though it's far from) with an wisp of danger, this morning was like that. We took a different route back, I didn't want Geoff going into the sea here, the waves would have potentially rolled him. That's not to say it we poor walking, on the contrary, it was an energizing walk.
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