Saturday, 4 April 2026

It’s been 25 days …

 …… since I last did a beach wander, which is astonishing. Usually I am out pounding the sand and climbing rocks at least twice a week. Not since the peak of Covid have I had such a long absence. The reason for this, it has, and I have, been too damn cold.

This winter has been a little challenging, with far more snow than we would normally see here in the South Shore, then when it has not been snowing, it rains. I don’t think the temperatures have been any lower than normal, but with the sun giving way to lots of grey overcast days, the cold has been damp, reminding me a lot of Scottish winters.

But irrespective of the mentioned environmental aspects, I find as I get older, I am colder and have a much less tolerance for it, hence the absence from the beach, which has led to more local walks.

I decided to google why this change of a lower tolerance for the cold is happening to me, and found some reasons ~

The “hypothalamus” ~ the area of the brain that serves as a natural thermostat. It monitors sensory inputs and triggers the appropriate responses, such as sweating to cool the body and shivering to generate warmth. Apparently as we age this part of the brain becomes less sensitive, and therefore adjusts more slowly to external temperature changes.

“Metabolism” ~ the ability of the body to convert food into energy to create heat. As we age, this slows down creating less overall chemical activity within the body, and a decrease of internal heat production.

The loss of “natural insulation” ~ our skin is made up of three layers, the Outer, Middle and Deepest, as we age the Outer and Deepest layers get thinner resulting in less insulation and a feeling of more cold.

“Circulation” ~ when it's cold outside, the body must work to maintain its core temperature. To achieve this blood vessels constrict (narrow) to reduce the amount of blood flowing to the fingers and toes, with the goal of decreasing heat loss by directing blood flow and warmth to the vital organs. This process is why the fingers and toes are typically the first body parts to feel cold. But as we age it all becomes less efficient, the process of blood vessel constriction occurs more often, with the result of less blood traveling to your extremities, thus making them colder.

None of this is encouraging. In a couple of months, I will be heading to a Nordic country located within the Arctic region, for this I may have look into a body transplant or perhaps just toughen up a little.

Today’s beach wander in bright sunshine was chilled by a rather nasty and strong north-west wind, which I think is a rare wind direction for Crescent Beach. Fortunately when I reached the rocks at the far end, I was sheltered in one of my suntraps, which was really great, and prepared me well for the 4km return journey.

This afternoon’s pics …















I suspect these guys don't feel the cold ...













Tuesday, 24 March 2026

A snowy wander in the forest …

With only the smallest remnants of winter’s previous snowfalls languishing in well-hidden shadows, yesterday we had an extremely unwelcome 6 to 8 inches of the white stuff. Fortunately with the expected warmer temperatures, the snows life span will be very short. So, before it disappears I took a snowy afternoon wander into the forest at the back of the house.

With lots of water on the many natural trails, I am delighted to have chosen wellies over my hiking boots. With that, it turned out to be a very pleasant dry time, in the company of bright sunshine and temperatures in the 10°C to 12°C range ….


















Tuesday, 10 March 2026

Lots of Seafoam, Seaweed and a one-legged Sandpiper ...

The last two days here in Lunenburg County have been absolutely stunning, creating the marvelous and most welcome sound of meltwater flowing within the house downpipes, on its short journey via the adjacent ditches to the saltwater of the LaHave River.

Today with the temperatures reaching 18°C, I was out early this morning for perhaps the best beach wander of the year. I arrived at Crescent Beach a couple of hours before high tide, to be met with lots of sea foam and the occasional large bundle of seaweed. In both directions of my wander, I was thoroughly entertained by a one-legged Sandpiper, who could hop along the beach shallows as quickly as his two-legged buddies ~ I was really impressed …