Surfing For Fish

Jackie has a row of shells lined up on a low stone wall. This morning as she stepped into the garden to photograph

a pot of pansies underneath which are planted tulips she noticed that these shells have been tossed all over the place. This set her thinking that either the wind had wreaked havoc or that Eric the Pheasant who last year specialised in this wanton distribution had returned.

Sure enough, Eric was back.

Today’s weather was much brighter, albeit somewhat cooler. We drove to The Beach Hut Café at Friars Cliff for a hearty brunch.

After our meal we each produced a set of photographs. As a gentleman I always allow the lady to go first, so there follows Jackie’s contribution:

She first pictured the bay, creating a panoramic view with the Isle of Wight in the distance.

Beach scenes with huts came next.

Unbeknown to me she lurked around the corner of the promenade and caught me snapping.

I was intrigued by the waves and spray breaking on the rocks and sliding along sand and shingle.

A lone fisherman, the sun glinting on his spectacles, kept a vigil throughout and after our meal. I am not aware that he caught anything,

which is more than can be said for a small surfing gull family.

Dogs are not permitted on the beach between May and October, but, at this time of the year their owners make hay. Some time after I took this set three loose alsatian-type dogs raced around the beach huts. They belonged to the gentleman in the red jacket – not me. At the end of a row of huts ascends a steepish slope still necessitating me holding the rail as I begin the climb back up to the car park. I was not best pleased when one of these creatures bounded round the bend and narrowly missed colliding with me. Unfortunately the owner was out of sight and I hadn’t the energy to seek him out.

Before I began that ascent I witnessed the progression of a stone-throwing apprenticeship. A little boy with a man I assumed to be his grandfather picked up quite a large missile which he

handed over to his companion who,

watched by the lad, chucked it into the waves.

The junior then gathered up smaller stones and, with unerring accuracy tossed them directly ahead into the spray.

He was well into his task as I departed.

This evening we dined on pepperoni pizza with plentiful fresh salad.

68 thoughts on “Surfing For Fish

  1. I don’t remember Eric the Pheasant, but I love that you have another bird you recognize.
    Splendid shots by both you and Jackie. I like the shot of you walking unaware, and I like all of your surf shots–especially the birds in the surf.

  2. I can’t recall when Eric made his last appearance here – I wonder, is this an annual visit or a random dropping by to check out the shells are where they ought to be………. I love those brightly painted huts and Jackie’s photo of them and the curve of the bay is maybe my favourite of hers, though also that super brightly coloured regimentally lined up straight row of huts is also eye catching. I too like to watch the movement of water and spray so enjoyed those photos today also. Big dogs on the run are always a hazard I feel. I’m glad you evaded a full on collision!

  3. There’s nothing like a grandfather to teach a boy hos to throw stones. It is noticeable that Jackie seemed to take a more cheerful view of the day than you did.

    As a man with a tin knee, I share your distaste for uncontrolled bounding dogs.

  4. Having been a dog owner all my life Derrick, I firmly believe when out with you dog in public public spaces, the dog should be on a leash at all times, if they are not on a leash their owner is being irresponsible, and selfishly a show-off, to think his free wild animal is under his(ego) control, as If his animal would never harm anyone, or someone else’s pet….. The dog’s owner needs to be trained in natures ways of the animal world, although their oversized ego may reject how to be kind and courteous to other people around him, because obviously the dog’s owner is already a fully grown half-witted human !!

  5. Thank you for sharing this lovely and refreshing day at the beach! The rocks give a sense of stability, and the dogs, boy, and grandfather made me smile. I love that you name your wild feathered friends.

  6. Your seascapes remind me of John Masefield:
    I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
    And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
    And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
    And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

    How wonderful to have a pheasant visit your garden!

  7. Eric is so handsome! Wonder why he likes to rearrange shells?! Maybe he’s into shell Feng Shui and is just being a pleasant pheasant. 😀 HA! 😛
    Love all the photos you posted here! Those colorful beach huts are especially delightful! 🙂 And the sea birds and waves are always a joy!
    Here dogs always have to be on leases in public. I think that’s best for everyone, even the dogs. Glad you were not knocked over or hurt!
    More wonderful photos by Jackie of The Great Photographer at work! 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  8. Love the beach photos, especially Jackie’s colourful beach huts. It seems such a long time ago since we used to hire a hut, very useful when we had small babies.

    Lovely to see the pheasants back, we’ve also had a few make an appearance in the field outside the kitchen, but as yet none in the garden. I reckon they’ll hang around until Spring and then disappear again until next winter.

  9. I don’t think there is any human being with more concern for the welfare of his fellow human beings than the dog owner.
    And I love the way their dogs have taught them how to hang bags of what I have always presumed to be dog excrement on the lower branches of trees and brushes and on fence posts. So cute!

  10. Those are top notch shots from both of you. I am of the opinion you will have to promote Jackie to a Partner from apprenticeship at an early date. The huts make a stunning subject, however, every photo owns its beauty as much to the person behind the lens as it does to the subject. You have produced many marvels at the telephoto end.

  11. Eric, the huts, and the waves made a lasting impression. You and Jackie have wonderful photography skills! And your scenes are so different from what we are experiencing here in southern CA today! Thank you for sharing.

  12. The sea is such a photogenic creature – wonderful waves. But I do love those beach hut scenes too. Ha! small boys, stones and water … we have spent a few afternoons that way.

  13. Eric the Pheasant?! He certainly is a dapper fellow. Perhaps he thinks that his good looks will excuse any bad behavior? Of this group of photos, I have to pick Jackie’s first one of the beach for its gradations of color. Very pleasing.

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