A balmy Indian Summer evening....what better than to cast away all your sweaty work clothes, don damp rubber and take to the liquid gold that is the sunset-lit sea? Mind, you it was a spring tide and a high one so I didn't bellyboard for fear of being flung onto unforgiving pebbles. I sat on the beach and admired the scene, took a few photos and sketched.
There were a few folks about. A chap got out with his canoe and sat watching the action for a while before leaving.
Gwithian at high tide is a mere sliver of itself and that is mostly large pebbles but that didn't deter people from coming to enjoy the last rays of a warm day. The lady sitting down had a rather nice floppy-brimmed hat but sadly removed it as I started to sketch.
Woll's out! Time for tea!