It was one of those days, we didn’t have any plans, had a late breakfast and seriously considered just sitting in the lounge and snoozing. The problem was that it looks a really nice day and it seems churlish to stay in. So we decided that we would head over to Titchfield Haven. My better half sat in the car with a flask of coffeee. I decided that I wanted to do some pebble hunting.
It turns out that doing pebble hunting on a beach that is comprised mostly of gravel. One of the things that did surprise me was the amount of sea shells. It makes me think if there is some sorting going on, because I recall when we visited Warsash, the shore of Southampton Water was nearly all seashells. I’ll look in to that. In the meantime moving down to the waterline the seaweed was a rather spectacular green – I don’t often see it like this.
Considering the it was October, the weather was lovely. The sea was a beautiful blue and there were lots of Yatch’s on the Solent. The airspace was busy with light aircraft, presumably flying in and out of Daedalus and probably Bembridge as well.
Titchfield Haven is a Nature Reserve, there’s a fee to be paid for entrance, so we didn’t go that way this time. We did cover the few yards to the harbour where the ducks and the swans were looking for food, luckily there were people feeding them, so they seemed to be OK.
Bills Posts 