The Irish summer - rural myth

Please join Mrs Raheny and I for a summery walk on a beautiful sandy beach.

Or at least I remember it being a sunny, white sandy beach, in summers past. 

The repeated poundings of last winter's gales have somehow remodelled it. 

Still looks dramatic. 
In an eat-your-flipflops and insert-your-tube-of-sun-cream-where-you-know kind of way.