Five thirty on a saturday morning on the beach at Tideways. Just me, no one else. No wind and just the waves gently crashing on the untouched sand. Up close the piers creaked ever so slightly and one tiny bird, sat nearby and watched me as I go by my business.
I hope you all welcome me to this new group. My experience and love for piers just like this day are many
Ann Hazen
Matt, I miss you buddie. I haven’t looked at red bubble for sooooooo long and my friend got me onto it tonight. Hope life is treating you well.
Matt Bishop
Life is great mate. Big changes to get used to, but well. No creaking piers here though.