Gress beach, once again, this time in the best November weather. Moody, misty, foggy, but quite warm.
Short trip to a VERY secluded beach up in Gress (half an hour trudge through very boggy moor and marsh, there’s no other way to get there). Walked past an old water mill from the 19th century, with the wheel still attached to the side. Will investigate next time, we had no time as we were hurrying to catch the bus home.
…. just a little walk along the coast from Habost to Cross, nothing spectacular….
I picked up a few stones on the beach and dragged them back home in my backpack – 9kg. Och well. Good workout for my legs. It was quite windy and rainy – luckily there was a pub where we could dry our clothes in front of a peat fire.