Sea Mist

We met up with C and T and Henry the Beagle at the flat. Lots of chat and sorting, and then a walk across the golf course to and through the wood, walking down the steps to the beach at Highcliffe Castle. 

Weird weather. Everything was encased in a thick mist coming off the sea., although a bit further along at Friars Cliff we emerged into bright sunshine. Quite a temperature difference.