I am one of those people who may be found in the shade of at the back of the beach, complaining to everyone willing to listen about everything that others generally like about beaches. I burn at the slightest hint of sunlight; the accursed sun lotion gets in my eyes and stings like original sin; […]
Continuing a wee bit further along the rough but barely cyclable track from Bluff Beach we chanced upon this spot where a lonely palm tree begged to be photographed.
We had just arrived at Bluff Beach and were looking out at the decidedly violent waves that were pounding the shore. An unspoken question formulated itself in our minds as we gazed on the foaming surf