Reflections on a November Stroll

As I do most mornings, weather permitting, I took my son for a 2-3 km walk around the port and tidal bay of the little fishing village we call home. Today the tide was high, and the water was particularly calm, which made the walk extremely photogenic. I really wished that I had my proper DSLR camera with me, but I thought I'd give the iPhone 6 camera a chance to shine. It definitely held its own. Most of these were full scenes that I wished I could zoom and frame, that I have just cropped afterwards. Even so, the picture quality is impressive. Come take my morning walk with me.

The old iron bridge that separates Colindres from Treto. In olden times, it used to be able to spin open to let bigger boats through.

Sometimes these boats look just abandoned, but today there were two old men out on their respective boats with fishing lines in the water, so perhaps they are more used than I think.

The two masts holding tori (life preservers? tires?) connect to a rotting ribcage beneath the water that is completely uncovered at low tide. I love how hard it is to find the water line when following the vertical poll on the right.

From the side with the bridge and Treto in the distance.

Fishing boat at the dock. The fishermen were pretty busy today, preparing stuff on their vessels.

Gulls, mid-flap.

Mount Buciero on the right, and the town of Santoña in the flat bit between the mountains.

It was a lovely walk. Thanks for joining me.