The Crowstone

Seeing as this was due to be the last clear skied morning for a while I was up and down to Chalkwell beach and the Crowstone before the sun was up. I thought it was cold yesterday but that was nothing compared to this morning. After 5 minutes in the wind on the mud my ears and cheeks were stinging and, despite gloves, my fingers hurting. Fortunately I didn’t get there very early as I usually do and I didn’t hang around too long after I thought I’d got a useable photograph. I’m now looking forward the forecast milder weather!