No living thing is ugly in this world. Even a tarantula considers itself beautiful. Munia Khan
Having enjoyed photographing the snails we set off later in the week to Marloes Mere once again. This time we took more time to explore the hedgerows. It wasn’t long before I spotted, what I considered to be, the largest beetle I had ever seen. It wasn’t in an ideal place for photography and I really didn’t want to touch, even with a twig, such an ugly big black bug! We were told later by a National Trust volunteer that it is known as the Bloody Nosed Beetle, so called because if threatened, it squirts red fluid from its nose. Although extremely ugly I was fascinated by it.
The damselflies were out in abundance and Diane spotted the most beautiful female broad bodied chaser sunning herself. The background was busy but we photographed her anyway. The snails were all asleep but we managed to find some interesting insects as we explored. We visited the rock pools again and explored another part of the surrounding cliff.
Having been told about a beautiful beach by a waitress at Martha’s Vineyard, we set off in search of Freshwater West later in the evening. Hoping for a sunset we positioned ourselves on the beach in between the rocks. Within seconds Diane was surrounded by water and our stools started to sink fast in the wet sands. The clouds looked black and the wind strengthened. It felt like Crosby beach all over again! I faffed with my Big Stopper forgetting everything I had been taught and I struggled to get a good picture from my Olympus. The tourists in their warm camper vans seemed to find us rather entertaining. In the end we took a few shots and with wet feet and cold hands we headed back for a glass of red wine!