The Sea

Institute Beach

Institute beach Oct 2017

You would never think to come here. We haven’t. The name ‘Institute Beach’ doesn’t exactly inspire the imagination (unlike ‘Fairy Cove’ at the other end of Paignton)

And yet what a delightful surprise. A small, sheltered, slip of a cove.

I feel totally enamoured by how how private and protected it feels, how dinkily intimate. It’s like your own little private cove. To come and collect shells on or read a book in.

It’s also used as a Dog Dump. A Dog Toilet. I saw evidence of such over by the cliffs at the back there. (Have dog. Will Shit. Anywhere. Grrrr!)

I’m sure we’ll be coming back here. To Institute Beach. A place to be re-imagined. Possibly a place to be renamed.

Question to be answered: Why ‘Institute’ Beach?

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Turnering a Saturday Afternoon

We’ve been saturating ourselves in the multi-colourful world of JMW Turner this last week.

So time to go colour in this drizzly grey Saturday afternoon out there.

Haze is looking across towards Teignmouth from Shaldon beach.

Shaldon 2 Sept 2017

She would have been seeing this

Shaldon Sept 2017

And she would have been seeing this

Shaldon 4 Sept 2017

But there was hardly any time to get this scene set, or these boats sketched, before the drizzle arrived.

We had to retire to the shelter to eat our cheese sandwiches and drink our flask of tea.

The drizzle persisted and prolonged, becoming proper rain.

So we drive up to Labrador Bay. Here Haze can attempt another watercolour from the dry confines of the car (while listening to Woolf Works by Max Richter on the car stereo)

Labrador Bay 3 Sept 2017

And this is the watercolour sketch she produced

Labrador Bay 4 Sept 2017

JMW Turner approved, gave her the thumbs up!

Words & Photos: Ian Nisbet; Watercolour Sketch: Haze Brown

Starcross Ferry Seal & Surfers

Over on the little Starcross ferry to Exmouth today.

A large seal was lying out on a jetty as we chugged past. ‘We don’t know its name’ said the ferry boatman.

It could be the ‘Harold’ seen over in Torbay.

On Exmouth beach the sand was white and the sun was lovely. We got sunburnt faces (in September) eating our bacon sarnies.

The windsurfers were all over the sea and sky, having a whale of a time.

And then we’ve plopped on the ferry back to Starcross.

Our Harold had scarpered.

Smugglers Tunnel to Ness Cove

After our delightful visit to Shaldon Zoo last Saturday we nipped off to nearby Ness Cove.

Down through this rather long ‘Smugglers Tunnel’.

Good job it’s well lit. Otherwise you could start imagining all sorts.

Two women and their dog had to be rescued from the cove in 2013 when the tunnel got blocked off by a landslide.

A 30 foot ladder was used to get both women and dog to safety.

Just a little interesting ‘News Extra’ there. We like to keep people informed we duz. (Well I do. Because my name is ‘Keef’)