Wild wind this morning and we were off to the windsurfing club with hopes of some good shots and a chance it might be OK for an old fart to sail. Turns out that the waves were messy and the wind was dropping and there was little of interest to shoot.
To relieve the boredom, we watched a hermit crab which gave an indication it was about to stop being a hermit.
Eventually it came out of its shell, wearing a jaunty bonnet of sand.
And, with one eye sticking out through the mess, it headed off down the beach.
