Friday, 1 November 2013

1st Nov'13 deserted beach

There goes another month, two left and then another year disappears, alive only in the memory. They say it is better to live for the moment and not the past so out I go for my morning saunter. I have been jog/walking this week but the tendon is flaring up this morning so just the walk. This is definitely the windiest day of the week and a touch cooler into the bargain. I have been fortunate to get out most mornings this week but that will not always be the case so there will be more irregular postings.

Guess who put on less gear this morning? The reason was because I was overheating yesterday? Well I will just need to get up a faster pace and get the body warm. For a change I went the golf course side of the beach. It is obviously a different perspective and also you are slightly sheltered from wind thanks to the dunes and the undulating nature of the golf course. You also get to see people as the green-keepers are out doing their stuff.
All my photos today show a little bit of greenery just to show you that it is not all sand, sea and cloud.

A tanker rides on the waves waiting for its turn to go somewhere. I think to the open cast mine at Hunterston. It has been noticeable over the last couple of years how many tankers are 'docking' at sea, presumably the cheaper option, saving port fees etc.

Two views from the 7th tee at Western Gailes golf course, the hole is appropriately called 'sea'. It is a short but testing par 3. It is rated as one of the best par 3's in Scotland.
Whether running or walking I always stop at this tee for a few seconds to take in the view.
Today the wind was straight off the sea which makes this a very testing golf course today. The design of the course is effectively 2 nines side by side. Therefore, if you have a strong wind off the sea, or indeed from the east, then your ball is always going to move sideways and sideways here is a lot of rough. get the sniffer dog out or take a lot of balls with you.
I will post more photos of the course as we go on.

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