Bart Bear's Blog

I love beaches (apart from crab-infested ones). The problem is that the Oldies only take me there on sunny days and sometimes it gets really hot. Small bears are immune to sunburn and skin cancer but our fur fades and loses its colour. Not that that worries Scruffy much because his fur is a faded sort of colour to begin with. Now big people get around the problem of too much sun by taking a beach umbrella along with them. That's fine for them but small bears are too close to the sand and the sun leaks around the edges of the shadow and gets them. We need small-bear-sized brollies. Guess what. I found the ideal one in Perf, and in the most unlikely place. We went for a lunch cruise upriver to a winery (Dad's idea of course) and there they were, a stack of just-right-stripey bear beach brollies. Mind you, the winery people called them wine bottle brollies (they clip onto the bottle and keep it shaded), but what do they know? The oldies did the right thing and bought some bottles of port so I got one of the brollies to keep. Next time we hit the beach Scruffy and I are all set for sun protection.

Labels: beach, crabs, Perth, Western Australia