From Two Lane Gems, Vol. 2:
“As soon as our feet hit the sand we could see Haystack Rock. The tide was out, and the thin film of water covering the beach mirrored the distinctive basalt outcropping. Here and there we’d skirt a beached jellyfish. Murres, black and white birds with big bodies and tiny wings, cavorted above us like kids at recess. A family rode recumbent bikes with fat tires. A man with shoulder-length curly blonde hair tested pose after pose in front of his tripod. At the base of the monolith, bright green seaweed crowned rocks like discarded Halloween wigs. Starfish and anemones, closed and open, clung to the rocks, and seagulls clomped from one bald spot to the next. Gradually, the tide came in as the sun moved closer to the horizon. We had to get going if we wanted to have any chance of finding a place to sleep, but before we could leave I had to stick my toes in the water. We walked to the incoming waves and took our shoes off. I screeched as the cold fingers bathed my toes, but I had done it. I’d walked on sand and felt the water of the Pacific Ocean.”
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