

After about 3 hours of aimless wandering and over 200 photo's later, I had walked from one end of the beach to the other, the surf was pumping, there was lots of people out with their dogs, the fishermen were catching giant fish and the weather held out until I got back to the car which was great!

Being at the beach and listening to the surf is like my form of meditation, and having this "me" time was good for the soul as I could experiment with my photography and think about a few things that are playing on my mind, however it still would have been nice to share such a beautiful day with someone else (the disadvantage of not having many friends on the coast). The only bad thing was that the surf was riddled with blue bottles so I only got my feet wet once - the water was beautiful but I don't like stingers so spent most of the day walking the soft sand, which after yesterday's post is probably a good thing, my calf muscles are killing me as I write this post. - Donna

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