The best days out are the spontaneous ones.
Saturday evening, when we were sat around a make shift firepit in my friend’s garden, we decided on Sunday we would head to the beach. We’d exclaimed we hadn’t been to the beach this year and this was our way to rectify it. So, at around 8:30am the next day, we were in the back of Allan the Astra about to tackle the 2.5 hour drive to relive the typical English seaside day out, complete with hound.
I hadn’t been to Barmouth since I was around 7 or 8 years old, and I remember very little of it. I can’t imagine it had changed much in 20 years. It had everything you needed for a typical day at the seaside; tat shops, a chippy, ice cream and of course, the beach.
I’ve always felt that stillness and the feeling of content being at sea. It’s always been one of the reasons why I love Broadstairs so much – I remember a few times being sat on Viking Bay with friends at silly o’clock in the morning chatting absolute crap. There is a feeling of peace that engulfs me and it was a feeling I have been chasing for quite a while. Being caught up in wedding planning and moving very quickly into buying our first home, the past few months have been nothing short of a whirlwind; an exciting, life changing and happy one but one that can be very overwhelming at times.
The best thing was that I got to experience it with Rufus. Being in the landlocked Midlands, we rarely go the beach and he’s only ever been on it once in Filey a few years ago. He was very young and very confused at what was going on. Barmouth was his first real experience of the beach. For Rufus, it the sandy terrain had nothing on an open field with grass but he definitely had a smile on his face. He couldn’t work out the waves in the sea, nor was he a fan when his paws started sinking in the sand. But, he left with a smile on his face, sandy paws and a wet salty belly from a quick dip in the sea.
The trip wasn’t complete without an ice cream stop, some fish and chips sat by the sea and scouring the local tourist shop. With full bellies, fridge magnets purchased and a super tired dog, our day came to an end. All of us a little more refreshed than we were the night before, grateful that we can live a spontaneous lifestyle and embracing that feeling of being content.