It being about 18 degrees F (–8 C) out, sunny, with a brisk wind blowing, I thought it was a fine day for the beach, so Trav and I went for a sunset walk at Lambert’s Cove. Before I got into horses, Rhodry and I were regulars on that beach. Before Rhodry, I roamed around that area frequently with the late Mary Payne and her dogs. A key scene in Mud of the Place takes place there. (Pixel, Rhodry’s alter ego, scampers up one of the long stairways and disappears among the summer homes on Makonikey.)
In late 2011 and early 2012, I attended several town meetings to support dogs’ access to Lambert’s Cove Beach in the summer, but I’m not sure Travvy had ever been there. If he hadn’t, I probably hadn’t either, not in almost six years.
The most obvious change was the signage. There’s a lot more of it. Most of it is about dogs. Poop bags are now provided, and a very small receptacle for disposing of them. I didn’t take one — I’ve always got at least one in my pocket — but I appreciated the offer.
Here’s Trav at the point where the trail through the woods opens onto the beach.
No beach is so perfect that it can’t be improved by a fuzzy butt in the foreground.
Would you guess that this dog doesn’t like to get his paws wet? He played chicken with the waves and even wooed at them. Since he was on his longline, I could keep a dry distance away.
The sun goes down behind Paul’s Point.
And light lingers in the sky.
Splendid pictures – here we are nearer the equator & consequently sunrise & sunset are much quicker & less dramatic. I remember our finest sunset was Lambert’s Cove – maybe a month before we left. Thanks for this reminder.
Sunsets seem more spectacular here between mid-fall and mid-spring. Sometimes I think it’s my imagination, or because I’m more likely to be out walking as sunset approaches and in the post-sunset dusk. But maybe the earth’s tilt and the sun’s distance from us has something to do with it?
I think it’s good you take Travvy places of natural beauty. It has to be good for him to see all this and maybe feel the awe.
He definitely enjoys new places, and around here there’s no shortage of “scenic.” OTOH, I think what really fascinates him are the smells. Me, I love snow on the beach. My first winter here it was such a revelation: Imagine! Snow on a beach!