The sea is looking spectacular today, but photos – especially with my phone – just don’t do it justice.
Still, no harm in trying, unless you almost get washed out to sea while you’re at it. Which I did.
This was inside the reef at Suiderstrand; beyond it were mental 7 metre swells, which would definitely have finished me off.
Suddenly the fresh SouthEaster dropped, the sea mist began to descend and the humidity soared.
Immediately, sensing this change, I left the beach, walked up the road to the cottage, lit the braai and grabbed a cold beer.
I got an hour away from everyone and everything this afternoon.
Just me, my camera and the new Kodaline album, under magical skies and alongside crashing waves.