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The sea was boiling today, all greys covered in white foam from the waves, fierce, forceful and determined to make shore. White horses galloped headlong to the shore, crashing on the roughly hewn limestone boulders that creating the front piece of the Canute like coastal defences; Canute like as all along the this stretch of coast you can see evidence foiled defences over run by both landslide and sea. Where no defences exist the sea scoured away at the clay faces of the fossil rich Barton bed landslides characteristic of this section of coast. You can't beat nature.
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The skies were clear other than an ominous bank of bark grey cloud that hugged and bubbled on the horizon. Above all this action the moon rose early and by 1600 was high in the clear winter blue sky. As I left the beach and darkness fell a lone surfer bobbed off the shore in the bubbling mass of sea, waiting for 'that' wave.......nutter :o)
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The sea was boiling today, all greys covered in white foam from the waves, fierce, forceful and determined to make shore. White horses galloped headlong to the shore, crashing on the roughly hewn limestone boulders that creating the front piece of the Canute like coastal defences; Canute like as all along the this stretch of coast you can see evidence foiled defences over run by both landslide and sea. Where no defences exist the sea scoured away at the clay faces of the fossil rich Barton bed landslides characteristic of this section of coast. You can't beat nature. .JPG)
The skies were clear other than an ominous bank of bark grey cloud that hugged and bubbled on the horizon. Above all this action the moon rose early and by 1600 was high in the clear winter blue sky. As I left the beach and darkness fell a lone surfer bobbed off the shore in the bubbling mass of sea, waiting for 'that' wave.......nutter :o)
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