No jolly playmates. No dour playmates. Did not wear sand goggles so left beach at Duck Creek and went through the dunes to the entrance to the Cloisters and then up through the Trees
to the end of Highway 41 and over the dunes to the beach. Going north the wind was whipping sand to my right side as hard as I have felt it. I will never understand why the beach is deserted at such wild times. I have to learn to use video because I could not capture the motion of the sand
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