Walk on the Beach

Mrs F and I had a trip to Ayr today and braved the wild gales and stormy sea to get some shots of the crashing waves. To our surprise this lady came walking down the beach in all her finery. She would walk out as the water receded then scurry back up the sand as the next wave came in.

Not sure this was really the best outfit for the conditions but the young lady seemed to be having a nice time. Each to their own I suppose.

We headed back to the car with frozen fingers and wind swept hair. Guess were getting too old for this sort of thing.