The Watcher

I don't know what this sculpture is called.

I don't know who built it.

It stands on the bluff over Salthouses and, from the beach, it looks like a figure watching the sea.

Watching for a lover who never came home.

Lost as the waves closed over him.

As you walk up to him/her on the coastal path it is more impressive. Eight feet tall and with a load of wood and chain muscles.

It frightened the dog.