The dense fog along the Gulf this past week has been pretty thick at times, the upside being balmy conditions much warmer than areas north of here. Walking along the beach, it is easy to imagine that all that exists is that within the bubble of sightline, as though the world has faded away to be replaced by this monotone environment. Walking down along the roaring surf at night, I stare into the darkness of the sea, the familiar scent of salt in the air again, each wave briefly illuminated by the high pressure sodium streetlight.
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Tracy
3/3/2015 12:22:58 am
More great photos !!!
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Mike SaundersIn May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 69'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing. Archives
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