Chilly breezes and dampness persist.
From Breaker Bay, the view across the harbour entrance was interesting. I have always liked the shades of grey and receding planes that come when rain drifts in over the hills. This rain seemed to be coming my way so I had mixed feelings.
At Palmer head, the waves coming in from the South East were surging backwards and forwards through the rocks, so I decided to give it the slow treatment. That is Pencarrow light in the distance.
In Island Bay, the fishing vessel Steve Mayree came cruising into view, rolling heavily in a beam sea. Just one lone sea-gull was keeping her company, so I assume there was no recently processed catch on board.
I went home via Happy Valley Road and diverted to the wind turbine at Brooklyn. The day was so grey that I got nothing noteworthy up there, but gave the spinning blades a shot.
That’s all folks.