Turnaround

Late sun, almost dipping behind the cliff top, cast its last rays across the bright green seaweed. I got chilled walking headlong into the wind and I decided this was as far as I wanted to go.

Although I knew there was no real threat, the tide was on its way in and waves crashing on the shore signalled my time was short.

I would like to have got a few feet higher to create some space before the next headland. I did like the rock pools in the foreground which reflected the bright sky.