No sand here at Whitstable, only shingle. However, it was the waves I was interested in for this photo. I used to spend hours as a lad on the beach, just watching the waves crash over the groynes. Very, very restful.

More of the same. This is one of the many reasons for my falling in love with the area. I could watch this all day. In fact, I used to while away many an evening hour in my youth just watching the tide come and go.