I feel like life has been suspended in time - and somehow I managed to disappear from myself. So after a terribly long hiatus ... re-emergence. In a new season. The ferociously hot and humid and raging wet everything green and exploding just all-time raining season.
I went for a ride and swim yesterday - something else that has been suspended - and after grinding out the first part of the return, I went back to the beach to fetch my phone in a sealing bag and swam back out to the nets - it's such a weirdly unique place - deep green water - crystal clear, you can see the bottom when swimming, fish.
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| One of the morning regulars, the ballet of freestyle, heads past along the shark nets, a sprinkle of stardust along her arm. And June is the month when they might be necessary. |
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| Looking East along the nets, villages peeking out of the jungle and mist. |
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| Clearwater Bay Beach 1, with its slightly over the top beach infrastructure, at the end of the gorge. There are three hundred and something steps from the road down to the beach, and no parking lot on the road at that they lead from. Only the determined, or those who know what a strange little jewel awaits make the journey. |
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