Traigh na Beirigh, Cnip, Uig, Isle of Lewis aka Reef Beach, even on a dull day looks like the best place to walk your dog.
Well I think Tilley liked this beach. The name, Uig, derives from the Norse word Vik meaning ‘a bay’. So we were walking in Bay Bay then.
If you should find yourself lost on Isle of Lewis or want to. You can’t do wrong with staying at Corncrake Holiday Cottage. We spend a brilliant week there few months back. Beach, walks, chill, views and nearly totally of the beaten track and stunning sunsets.
I love water, I’m a “vand hund”*, it has to be real water as in the ocean, river or a lake. Just can’t get the same feeling in a swimming pool. As I grew up and we went to the beach in the summer, my mum had to hold me back so that she could apply my sun cream, as I would be straight in the drink.
I was always jealous of other dog owners who had a dog that they could play with in the sea. None of mine wanted to go, even if you threw in their favourite toy. Just stayed on the shore, barely got their paws wet. Only time we could get a mutt in the drink was if we all went in, and then they reluctantly waded in with us. But as soon as one of us looked like we were heading out of the water, they were right back on to our bath towels.
Enter Tilley, a proper “vand hund”* (what we in Denmark call anyone who loves to play/swim). Most of the time we don’t have to say “go swim” before she is in. For some reason when it is salt water, she loves to put her nose – well, whole head – right in and breathe out. Fresh water she just swims in it or drinks it.
Ha! A friend did a little thing to this …
The main land is on fire let’s all stay on Isle of Wight 🙂
No matter where I end up I always hope for a good sunset to end the day with, yesterdays one didn’t fail.
Visited Isle of Wight – or as some call it “Ile de Blanc” – last week. While waiting for the sun to set I walked along the beach at Colwell and Totland Bay.
We have seen our fair share of beautiful beaches and this one we know what part of the world this beach is – Tasmania – though we can’t remember what the beach was called.
I can remember that we had a good walk and the sun was just peeping through the cloud cover. And that we meet a local lady who while talking to me forgot about the waves and got a bit wet when one hit her.
What I really like about this beach is that the volcanic rock is sticking out of the sand.
Certainly pancake rocks – ever so yummy – though this lot has been around in Punakaiki in New Zealand for a few million years so probably not edible.
The Painted Cliffs in Tasmania on the little island called Maria Island, and if you can time it right you can get there at sunset and low tide you are in for a treat.
Cycling the Californian Coast on highway 1, a day or two south of Monterey. Lucky for us lazy starters in the morning, compared to the others who were up and gone by 7-7:30am, we actually got to see the stunning coast line which is often hidden by the mist. At night on the camp sites the early risers reported that they haven’t seen anything at all. We on the other hand did when the mist disappeared around lunch time, like you see here, the beautiful coast came out and we enjoyed the sun, waves and views.
We dodge the heavy rain showers while visiting The Bay of Fires in Tasmania, even when the sun wasn’t out we still got to see the strongly coloured rocks.
Found this note while walking on a beach in Tasmania, it looked like it had been there for a while, the Samaritan was also quite honest 🙂
We had a great walk out to the lighthouse at Nugget Point. We could see sea lions playing around the waves and you should be able to see whales too on a good day.
Walking in sand is great fun, great work out – but doesn’t it just get anywhere. Many years ago I was on Frazer Island, Australia, worlds longest sand dune. Even with being very careful I got sand in my little point and shoot. Even after many attempts of cleaning it I still found sand in 3-4 years later.
The second of the sandy series. Just simple lines of the different shades of sand.
The next few photos are taking on the south island of New Zealand not many miles from the Farewell Spit. This one is the result of the wind playing with the sand.
Or was there ever Twelve Apostles?
According to wiki there were only nine, made twelve if you counted the three sisters, I think, which are now only two sisters, but there is now only eight after one eroded away, approximately 2 cm per year. Well I’m confused and I forgot to count when there so see how many you can count, remember there is a few behind me so that might make it a wee bit hard for you to count since you can’t see behind me … Ok I’ll stop now.
Can you see what it is yet? The title gives a clue.
I might be over 42 but I still make a mean sand castle 🙂
Stunning beach in New Zealand, near the very top of the South island just south of the Farewell Spit.
Walking on Farewell Spit in New Zealand before the storm.
We were at Harris Beach State Beach and went down to see the sunset. And we all agreed that getting the birds into the shot would make the shot.