Beachcombing
Going through an old box I found a rounded, flat bean about the size of the palm of my hand. I picked this bean up many years ago on a beautiful little beach at Hushinis, Harris, Outer Hebrides, I was told by locals that it had floated it's way to Hushinis all the way across the Atlantic Ocean from South America or the Caribbean.
It's difficult to describe, but that area has a strange but wonderful smell, and holding the bean to my nose now after 20 odd years, I can still smell Hushinis on it.
I lived in the area for a couple of months and I had an inflatable boat which I used to go to The Isle of Scarp from where I fished in total privacy. I hear people telling me how clean and clear the water is in Greece or other countries, but believe me, the water around this area is so ultra pristine, I could almost shake hands with the fish I was after.
Back to the bean. Holding it, it feels rock hard and shiny with all the handling over time, and although it has no monetary value, I wouldn't part with it because it reignites the memory of my super time in Harris.
I'm sure that I'm not the only SF member to go beach-combing, so please, tell me and all our other friends about your 'finds'.
Going through an old box I found a rounded, flat bean about the size of the palm of my hand. I picked this bean up many years ago on a beautiful little beach at Hushinis, Harris, Outer Hebrides, I was told by locals that it had floated it's way to Hushinis all the way across the Atlantic Ocean from South America or the Caribbean.
It's difficult to describe, but that area has a strange but wonderful smell, and holding the bean to my nose now after 20 odd years, I can still smell Hushinis on it.
I lived in the area for a couple of months and I had an inflatable boat which I used to go to The Isle of Scarp from where I fished in total privacy. I hear people telling me how clean and clear the water is in Greece or other countries, but believe me, the water around this area is so ultra pristine, I could almost shake hands with the fish I was after.
Back to the bean. Holding it, it feels rock hard and shiny with all the handling over time, and although it has no monetary value, I wouldn't part with it because it reignites the memory of my super time in Harris.
I'm sure that I'm not the only SF member to go beach-combing, so please, tell me and all our other friends about your 'finds'.
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