Petit Bot

After I had dropped Miss T at school I decided to circle past Petit Bot on the way home. Its on the South Coast so largely sheltered from the worst of the wind. The tide was high and the sea was crashing against the rocks, dragging smallish stones off the shore as it pulled away. The sound was incredible, possibly because the bay is small at the head and the noise echoed around the cliffs.  I watched the waves from above for a few moments but didn't let the dogs out of the car. Not a place for any of us today. 
Extras of the waves.