Following my long drive west to Lyme Regis I followed my usual pattern of taking a walk along the Cobb, the town’s huge Victorian harbour wall. Unfortunately, my plans were partially scuppered by the wind, which was gusting to nearly 60 miles per hour. Standing on top of the Cobb would have been foolish in the extreme so instead I walked part of the way around the inner wall, where I was protected from the worst of the weather. Were it not for the huge waves washing over the top of the Cobb at regular intervals I would have walked its length but I decided against getting a complete soaking so early in the weekend and simply photographed the wall of water from a safe distance instead.
Having blown away the cobwebs I strolled along the promenade, encountering a particularly fearless and quite vocal young gull. Rather than demanding food with menaces, as its older relatives often do, it simple whined at me insistently, tolerating me at remarkably close quarters.
20 September 2018