Bob was down at the wishing well this morning snapping some pics of the wild weather. Tony happened by and decided the filthy churned up water was no impediment for a swim…
A few hours later, I thought a swim was in order, having been out of action for a week or more, focusing on launching a new app at work ( execs changed the launch date without telling me, why would they right?!). Successfully launched and then its on to the next catastrop.. I mean project.
When I arrived at the beach, the water was rushing up to the second step. Gulp. Not going in there thank you very much. Heard someone say “Thought it was you!” Chris scooted past with camera in hand to get up close and personal with the waves smashing onshore. Idiot!
Ian with dog was the next to arrive. He was more sensibly attired… but still we were all idiots being out in the driving rain.
I noticed a few surfers paddling out to the end of the island, on the Edwards Beach side, to catch the two foot waves.
Coffee was great as I stood outside Pasture looking like a drowned rat.
