Today we braved gale force winds to climb down to Face Rock beach and poke around the tidal rocks there. We walked into the ridiculously strong wind, sand stinging our faces and legs, about another mile and a half to Coquille Point to see what those rocks would show us at low tide. We walked under arches in the huge sea stacks and along the wild surf. The marine layer moved in and out, sometimes we were in brilliant sunshine and others deep in mist but always in the wind.
I didn't take any pictures of the sand drifts in our ears or piled on top of our eyebrows.....no need to pay for a costly dermabrasion treatment at our dermatologists....we're scraped clean.
think, a young woman's face emerging from the sea
looking up at the sky
|this looks like another rock, but its the base of a huge driftwood tree|
I'll close this blog for the night. While I've been loading these pictures I managed to watch President Obama speak, watched America's Got Talent and took a shower. Time for bed.