A short journey south along the east coast was decided upon, just to change things up a little from the previous two days of luxurious sun lounging on what we dubbed Euro Beach. A place with fair priced sun-loungers & parasols, coffee and beer close by, toilets and beach showers. For a couple of sunny days we were planted there all day, through the tide coming in and going out. Taken from the John Cooper Clark book 'I Wanna Be Yours': "Luxury, pure unashamed luxury".
Naturally, the final destination of this journey south along the east coast would end with more sun lounging, reading and swimming, but we got extra!
Not too much further down the road from the beach we had baked in for the previous two days, was a disorganised assembly of parked cars on either side of the road. A few cars looked haphazardly abandoned, almost ditched off the edge of the tarmac and into the sand - as if a radio news bulletin had announced an impending sand storm or tsunami.
There were enough people milling around, taking selfies, unpacking car boots to suggest certain disaster was not looming, so we joined the line of vehicles, but kept all four tyres on the asphalt.
Sun hats on, we headed out in the direction of the sea – both sure the ocean was just over the gradual sand dune we had started to ascend. Reaching the crest of the dune revealed the panoramic view of more dunes, with the sea way off in the distance. This is what all the people had come to see! What a sight! The excitement leading several cars to be strewn off the edge of the road and left without correction. The drivers and passengers all keen to see the sand dunes, reminiscent of the vast Sahara Desert, only a short distance east across the sea, almost visible on a clear day. The area of sand big enough to dilute the crowd. Maybe some never made it back!
We traversed the dunes to the shoreline and made camp for the day, using one of the many stone semi circle alcoves set up for privacy and wind break.
Another day of luxury, pure unashamed luxury.
