On the beach 4

 We spent some time on this beach; my friend took "a few" pictures of me.  I took more than a few of her; she is my friend of 31 years and my former wife of 11 and a half years; we met in 1981.  I haven’t posted many of her pictures; she has asked me not to post recognizable pictures of her.

I’m not so shy; this post will have clear pics of ME.

I mentioned in the previous entry how beach debris can be dangerous; logs can roll as you walk over them, twisting ankles and breaking legs.

(that did not happen to me, by the way; I was careful)

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Kinda careful, anyway:

Twirling kelp while you stand on a moving log is not perhaps the smartest thing to do.

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Standing on the flat sand is a little safer:

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Not maybe the best possible picture of me, but there ya go.

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Well, she didn’t waste too much memory spece on just me:

We love reflection shots.

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Tha’s a mound of sea-foam.

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Making the magic happen.  Yeah, I’m a little proud of my pictures.

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I love my car; I bought in new in 2009, and she likes it too, and not just for the 458 watt nine speaker stereo either:

But it rocks HARD.

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We left this beach and continued north on US 101, driving until near sunset, when we pulled off the highway and drove to the sea again.

More coming.

 

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