A winter weekend of pure escapism. Yesterday, two beaches 40 kms apart and no camera.
Today, two beaches 10kms apart and a camera but remembering to take pics this morning and not this afternoon. By the time these 3 days are done, we will have walked about 30 kms which mightn’t sound much really. But yesterday morning, I had to walk up and down the cliff path carrying Old Dog who couldn’t manage it. Yesterday afternoon, I had a brain conniption and persisted in climbing huge sandbanks to run down the other side.