It was an odd evening. Now the holiday makers are gone, there is a new evening scene on the prom. There was a fishing competition taking place, an RNLI exercise in Search and Rescue, but mostly there were locals, jogging, dog walking, and bearing witness to the high tide. It as an odd thing to come out for ... though who am I to speak? When I am one of those that would make such a journey just because.
There is a quality, a something indefinable about this tiny town in Somerset, enjoy the pictures.
|Clay Pits and saltings|
|The River Brue sunk under ten metres of salt water|