Troon beach patterns

On this grey day, with a gusty wind blowing the sand up, Gill and I decided to avoid the beach for our walk but marched along the prom instead.

We watched these tyre marks being made by two tractors scooping up enormous buckets of sand and dumping the contents into a lorry. Why, I don't know, because it wasn't as if the sand was dirty. 

Hoping for better weather tomorrow,,,