A day on the beach

This past fortnight has been very wet and cold. It has hardly been an ideal beach weather. We keep saying to each other that this place would be great in summer.

At long last, however, it fined up this arvo and away we went to take a stroll on the beach.




Not sure it if is because of the proxigean tide or global weirding, the sea seems to be encroaching more and the beach is getting further undermined. The tide marks on the shore seem way above where the were before.

The beach was covered with lot of shingle, pebbles, seaweed, all sorts of plastic and other man-made and natural debris. Among these the most noticeable was red seaweed which we have not seen for a while.




a knitter's natter was keen to collect some to see if it was edible and maybe useful for dyeing.

The other thing we noticed was this concrete construction on the beach, which Mr Long Emergency, James Howard Kunstler would surely call it an 'eyesore of the month'.
These drab concrete thingies are meant to look like boulders, which our neighbouring village of Moeraki is famous for. We could not help wondering why these blots are here when the real thing is only a few kilometres down the beach. These are just a meaningless waste of resources which the fossil fuel deprived future generation will find hard to comprehend.






Talking about waste, the southern end of the beach was once the site of the local waste dump. Here we can see the sea doing its own archaeological dig exposing what the last generation thought buried and forgotten. The metal is rusted and corroded, while plastic bags are more or less still in tact.




An Australian composer Ross Bolleter makes fine music out of ruined pianos, but what could he do with a ruined sewing machine we wondered.