Meadfoot Beach

Stormy Spurting Sea

We weren’t expecting to see the sea spurting like this. No ‘official’ storm forecast for today.

Easterlies came rushing and roaring in across the wide open Bay.

Torrenting surf shot up against the sea wall in rockets of spume and spray.

Meadfoot beach is a good place to experience a stormy sea.

New Years Eve Gold

We sat in the car in Meadfoot beach car park for over an hour, drinking coffee, watching, filming; a couple of crows came jumping about in the rain puddles, then the pied wagtail – possibly the one Haze filmed a couple of weeks ago – flitted in.

A lovely sky going on there over the bay. Goldenous clouds being beamed beautiful by the falling winter sun in scintillating gleams and glimmers.

The gloomy turbulence of 2017 given an end of year shine.

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet

A waggy pied wagtail

A pied wagtail in the car park at Meadfoot beach giving it a lot of waggy tail this Saturday afternoon.

And a juvenile black headed gull also hanging around for crumbs.

Up on the cliffs over Babbacombe a robin was dipping himself into a puddle for a little wash.
Blackbirds were everywhere.

When the sun is out birds like to crack on looking for food.

A surprisingly warm afternoon.

Vid: Ian Nisbet

The Life of Brian

He’s been a naughty boy that Brian

Making a Lovely Lady’s hair stand on end

Life of Brian

Whipping the Lovely Ladies hair into a right old frenzy

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The Lovely Lady can’t see where she’s going now.

(Don’t go too near the edge of that cliff Lovely Lady)

Storm Brian Manifestations Oct 2017

She’d give that stormy Brian a good talking to she would

(If she could see him)

Yes, a very naughty boy you are Brian.

Don’t do it again.

Hogs pudding sarnies on Meadfoot Beach

Down to Meadfoot beach this afternoon to wolf down our hogs pudding sarnies.

Yappy yap dogs were everywhere. It’s October 1st. They’re allowed back to shit on beaches for the winter.

Of shags we could see hardly any.

Over towards Paington and Brixham were these little sailboats

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Were they racing? No, they were flapping back and forth, as if part of a school.

There was plenty of weather around. The seasky was portentous with voluminous cloud.

seasky

Dump a shower of rain and a bolt of thunder up these dogs arses please!

The sailboats flippy flapped on, left to right, right to left across the brothy sea.

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Words & Photo’s: Ian Nisbet

Rockpool pictures

Down to Meadfoot beach to look for shags.

But they were all over on Thatcher Rock, too far away to see (or picture).

So lets picture something nearer to hand

Like this sea anemone.

Sea Anenome 3

Everywhere around these rockpools I was seeing paintings

Rockpool delight

These golden globby globs were ubiquitous (and possibly pernicious?)

Rockpool Glog

These barnacles looked like they were making their way towards somewhere; they positively bristled with intent (even though they were perfectly static)

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I gently touched this anemone.

Sea Anenome

It grabbed and glibbered my fingers tight shut in. The sensation mildly shocking.

Having your fingers unexpectedly suckered in by a sea anemone is vaguely unpleasant, but also, er, strangely erotic.

Pics & Words: Ian Nisbet