...when at home, go to the beach.
There was an hour or two to pass today so I did what every good (ex)Gold Coast 'kid' does--headed to the beach, the Spit in fact. The very end of the Gold Coast beach strip. In my teens, we lived not too far away from here, just a few waves down at Main Beach. It was the 'wilderness' end back then.
These days, there is a patrolled beach, a sand pumping jetty and the Southport Bar has a bigger groyne, as it were...
Beachcombing with the camera is a bit of a favourite pass-the-time pastime. The high tide mark always has something of interest: seaweed, shells, pumice, stones, cuttlefish...and today, the bluebottle--stingers.
Lots of things to see...
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| First, the waves |
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| The flags |
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| Under the jetty |
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| Red flag |
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| A little bit of black sand |
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| Frothy shell |
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| Beached |
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| Beached bluey |
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| Games of stones |
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| Stinger : stones |
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| Along the jetty |
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| weed : sea : shell |
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| Skyline |
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| Pinky |
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| Sandy forms |
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| Shelled |
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| Jelly |
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| Cuttlefish with pink |
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| Under the jetty again |
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| The Bar |
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| Beach flora |
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| Dune flora |
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| Beach buggy 1 |
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| Beach buggy 2 |
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| The fallen banksia man |
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| Wild fungi |
Nice way to finish up. Tomorrow it is back on a plane, back to the other beaches of the Northern Pacific; oh, and work. Yes. It is time to get back to work.
Le sigh.
[Camera : Lumix TZ-85, 1.06pm-1.56pm; 21 March 2017]
