The vegetation is both fragile and rugged, and the sand is soft.
Still, the ocean was wild. The waves were pretty high. Just right for being wildly tossed around in one's inner tube. (I was forced to decline because of my %%$@@# knee, but this is an experience I usually would never pass up).
What a difference a day makes.
One day the waves are wild, another they're downright wistful.
I however had a mission to accomplish. One word: ANON! It was time for bird sightings.
I saw dozens of healthy soaring gulls and one very mysterious unidentified bird:
Final words: it's a wonderful world.
Sometimes, just lying on a towel with the sun on my face I stop worrying and planning and regretting and wishing and just let myself be.
Only sometimes, but sometimes that's good enough.