Late one afternoon and early the following morning the weather had been deteriorating. Not as bad as last year but enough for the sea to demonstrate the power it possesses. The damage done to the jetty the previous year gives a clear indication of the strength of wind and waves.
This is the result of years of pounding on the concrete. There are notices everywhere saying 'Danger'. This hasn't stopped the hardened fishermen who sit with their rods on the edge and simply carry on. And photographers of course.
The waves are relentless.
There is no doubt that the sea will win the battle. The big fish trawlers who used to dock here and empty their catch into lorries for transport, no longer arrive. Only the navy uses the jetty once a day to change crew.
The smaller jetty which was intact last year has faired worse.
The young man sitting at the end has better balance than me, and a head for heights, he simply ran along the left hand leftovers of the jetty and sat himself at the end. I looked to follow, took two steps and decided I'd photograph from this angle, I don't have perfect balance or the confidence of youth.
Still the waves keep coming.
And on the now closed off car park only wild dogs lay in the early morning sun as another day begins.