Another nice morning to visit the beach. The temperature was in the upper 70s and climbing, but even though you can't see it in the water, there was a good west wind to help keep cool. When we arrived at 10 AM the beach was all but deserted.
The Ospreys were out, however, trying to snag a meal before the boat traffic scares all the fish to the bottom.
This Sean Nettle actually succeeded; but then somehow washed up into the surf. Life's complicated when you don't have a brain.
Skye got to go for a second day in a row, but she was visibly tired by the end. Having polar fur in tropical weather doesn't help much either.
By the time we finished the walk, the crowds were starting to show.
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