Would you join me for a walk, comments and critique welcome. Thanks?

Aha, the Wes Coast; did you go to Lulworth Cove or see the dinosaur footprints? I'm right there with you on that walk. As I've come to expect, the meter of the poem is near flawless iambic octameter, like the "Major General's Song" from the G&S "Pirates of Penzance." The diction is generally strong and appropriate to the poem's tone and intentions, and as they say it "paints a picture." That being said, I must fairly raise a couple of points. The final line, where you move from experience to memory, seemed to me to be a falling off in tone, and beauty, from the rest of the poem, but in all fairness you had set the bar quite high for yourself, and I'm not sure how to rectify that without also meddling with your intentions. The second thing is not so much something you did as something you didn't. I have publicly harangued you on occasion for your love of the quatrains of iambic tetrameter where the 2nd and 4th lines are rhymed; I felt a bit of guilt while doing it, but not enough to avoid bringing the issue up again. Read your lines and they are each composed of two equisyllabic moieties in iambic tetrameter, and the end rhyme on the 2nd and 4th lines of the 'old-fangled' quatrain now becomes rhyming couplets of iambic octameter. In essence, the poem is still in the quatrain style you used so long. Consider that not so much as a critique as an invitation to continue to stretch your poetry in other directions and to extend a record of excellence. I intend no harm or offense, but instead what I would consider constructive criticism. If that seems a bit niggling, you've really given me very little with which to find fault.