Half beach, half beech wood.

A cold easterly wind, so I only did a shortish ride, before stopping at Instow on the return. The beach there has recently been spoiled with driftwood. A passerby told me that a tractor used to take it away but, for some reason, does not now. Giant beavers? 
This is a reserve shot, as I was hoping to take something else, but it didn't work out.