Wales - Burry Port

 Christine's foot was bothering her so she drove me to Burry Port, to wander the harbour, while she sat and sketched in the car.

Her view from the car

with the tide way out and all the boats sitting on the sand.

I walked out past the Yacht Club

to the lighthouse

and it's partner, across the estuary.

There was a very narrow entry to the harbour with, what looked like, a traffic light.

The birds were feeding in the wet sand. I think these little waders are Redshanks.

The gulls were picking up shellfish and dropping them on to the pathways, to break them open and eat the contents, often chased by a crow intent on theft.

There was also one Little Egret

identifiable by its yellow feet.

Narrow entrance, large basin for the bigger boats and 2 smaller basins as well.

This was just one bay east of Llansteffan and Ferryside.

On the far side of the harbour, a Lifeboat Station

But

what happens

when the tide is out? I peered into the building and saw a large orange zodiac and a tractor with huge tires to push it down the ramp, across the sand, and in to the water.