Spring waters


Cromer pier, 11am Friday morning. Light rain. Wind: NNW force 3-4. Temperature: 4 degrees C. Visibility: moderate to good.

The fishermen on the pier are wearing parkas and overtrousers. The seagulls are keeping their heads down. Beneath the leaden sky the beach is deserted…

…except for two men,  father and son by the look of it. Sheltering behind a groyne they change into their swimming trunks. Then they run down the beach, the younger man dashing ahead. They splash into the waves until they slow to a halt, waist deep in the frigid grey sea, laughing and smiling.

The younger man dives into an approaching wave and swims a few strokes. The wave splashes across the older man’s chest. They turn and run back up the beach to collect a camera. Standing in the surf they take some photos of each other, chests out and arms raised high in celebration.

Spring has arrived.

No Responses Yet to “Spring waters”

  1. Leave a Comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

<span>%d</span> bloggers like this: