We could hear the tide rolling in behind us, chasing us across the foreshore. But we’d soon be safe. We could see from the dryness of sand that the tide didn’t lap the cliffs. We just had to get that little bit closer.
Oh, but it was slow going, feet sinking into the sand, stones slipping beneath us. And the weight of that chest! I swear there was no treasure in it, just stones, sands and water. But Jack wouldn’t listen. Jack always knew best. Huh, strange how Jack’s plans never succeeded.
crispina kemp 
Hurry hurry before the tides catch up with you.
A very interesting story.
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Thank you, Sadje. I wonder if they made it? That coast is famously treacherous!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂
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I hope they did.
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At least they had those steps to get the heck out before the tide hit them!
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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🙂
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If not; hopefully, they could swim the currents!
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Not on our coast. In 2020 I was caught out by the tide. Almost fatal. But I did manage to scramble up the cliff
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Scary!
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I’m reminded of the time E.J. and I went fossil hunting under the cliffs of Joggins, on the shore of the Bay of Funky, famous for the wide swing of its tides. The tide was rising as we walked along the shore, and when we saw rocks that had been above water now completely submerged, we knew it was time to skedaddle back up the cliffs!
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Miss-timing the tides can be so dangerous, as I know from a previous occasion. But this, I’d checked out the times. We should have been fine. But…winds.
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One must know the tides, especially when there is treasure (or not) to be had!
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This is a wicked coast, as treacherous as the rocky western coasts. And wind can hold a tide up higher than usual, and longer than usual
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I don’t doubt that at all!
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