"Rough Sea" Hunstanton by Gaby_Thieme

Our hotel had an indoor pool. It was way to cold to dip into the North Sea, more correctly called the WASH
I went to the beach. The tide was coming back in. I hid as much as I could beneath my hood as the wind tossed the sand up in the air. I found ribbed shelles Rough Winkles and small salmon pink shells. The beach was seperated with loose stonewalls, I guess to break up the crashing waves as they washed inland. The waves remind me of British tea- with a dirty head of foam on it. England has been fighting to keep the land with the ocean as long as history has kept records. Dunwich, an old harbor is now laying under water.
We walked along the main Boadwalk at Hunstanton, by then the waves were crashing with such a force against the wall, that they exploded into the air, way above our heads and sprayed the cars parked in the parking lot. My friend and I were laughing as we felt the awesome powerful force of the Sea .