I was intrigued by these palms beside my bus... All growing out of a fallen trunk...
This is a reserve area, the paddock where I am parked belongs to the owners of the pub.
At the far end of this grass is a steep track that goes down to the beach below...
And... Around the beach a bit further are these flat rocks covered with millions of tiny blue mussels...
But if you look a bit further, where the waves still wash over the rocks at low tide, there are big fat mussels for the taking...
What a feast...
Mussels fritters for dinner of course... After we had patronised the pub and sat in the garden in the sun and enjoyed a beer or two... Lovely locally made Westport organic lager...
I stayed here three nights and could have stayed much longer... But more adventures were waiting for me...
I know the spot , have had swim there and taken photo's much like yourself.
ReplyDeleteNice one & nice bus too!
Cheers
Jimu