Yesterday morning was looking to bring a fine day. Even by 9am on a Sunday families were already occupying their little territories of the receding beach at Crackington as the tide was heading for one of its high points for the day. I had headed down there a little earlier than normal to give myself some beachcombing and wondering-about time before the rest of the volunteer beach clean started officially at 10.
Just sitting offshore at about a half a mile was a band of cloud, stretching up and down the coast and looking touch and go about whether it would roll in toward the beach goers as a sea mist to blank out the blue skies and warmth and spoil their suntan plans for a while.
It’s not that unusual in the heat of the summer to find the coast shrouded in a mist when inland is already soaking up some rays. In the end it dissipated gradually, almost unnoticed as the temperature of the day rose, but before it did I captured it sitting over the pyramid-like headlands of Cambeak, just to the south of the beach. The activity of the day could continue in the sun.