Seashells on the seashore.

My brother and I went to the seaside. A beautiful one. Quite isolated but quite famous. Famous of it's natural arch and a sea stack. The beach is quite pristine except for a few debris wash ashore. It's isolated because the access to the beach is difficult. A cliff. We were lucky, some fishermen were there. Returning home from fishing. They showed us the way down. (Actually, we retrace their trail when we thought there's no way to get down to the beach.

Imagine a beach in south Britain. The one with white cliff. Eastbourne. My mother went there with my father. She was expecting our sister. Kneeling at the edge of the cliff with big tummy. Scary. Except. the cliff here isn't white nor tall. But there are fossils embedded on the cliff.

With the sea stack and arches, I told my brother, lets take some picture for our sister. Tell her we're in 12 apostles. Bluffing. Never been outside of this large island, one had to use some imagination or find your 'foreign' destination locally.

There are sea shells on the shore. Some are quite big. Since it's isolated, I think, nobody beach combs and more big shells are left undisturbed. We brought back some sea shells as a memento. Large conch shells with clogged opening. There's no chance for the hermit crab to live in it. We left the smaller shells for the hermit crabs. We also found a brain coral.

This is an unplanned trip. We reached the place in the afternoon. Under the hot tropical sun, without sunblock. Now I feel hot. My skin is burning. So next time, we'll go either in the morning or in the late afternoon. The former is better as the cliff would provide some shade.

Eastbourne
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eastbourne
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Downs

Twelve Apostles
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Twelve_Apostles_(Victoria)