Down the road...around a few more corners and voila.....we were at a lovely sand beach...with good sized breakers.... well known by surfers.....
It was barely a week or two early in the "real" beach season...and amazingly, we had the beach to ourselves.... well, with the exception of a few surfers and two girls who were either trying to get somebody's attention, or ..maybe they had a shot of something alcoholic prior to donning teeeensy "bathing costumes" and racing jumping and shrieking into the frigid Atlantic waters..... oh, man...it was so cold your foot couldn't feel a thing after about 30 seconds.... ..... brave or foolish I guess. The surfers were clever...wetsuits.... of course.
Ohhh, boy....this is the time to go to any beach I'm sure...so beautiful...so peaceful....and it's mine, all mine!! Wheeeeeeeeeee.... That's how I felt anyway....
We had all our clothes on.... with the exception of brave Maria (who had her shoes off toute suite).... and we kept them on.
Looked to our right and saw this ...
Walked to our left all the way to the end and saw this...... didn't see one "for sale" sign on the beachhouses.....

Fresh mussels anyone?..
Looked back and saw this....
Looked down....
No matter which way I looked....more wonder.....
.....and the sheer power and beauty of ocean......
When I'm standing on a beach..... I never want to leave.........
but, it was time to go and so we walked back towards the car....
Past amazing little mounds of vegetation that somehow survives in spite of sand piled on top of it by wind and wave......
Goodbye for now beautiful beaches........























