Wednesday September 2, 2015
Although Matt and I did take our 3 mile walk around Siesta Beach yesterday afternoon, it wasn’t enough for me. Â Not enough beach time, and not nearly enough camera time. Â Mostly because, due to my own oversight, I had stuffed my camera in my purse next to an ice cold can of Pepsi, so when I broke it out to snap a few photos the lens was completely fogged up and I was able to shoot a whole lotta nadda. Â Plus, there are only so many times I can say to Matt, “Hold up a second, I want to get a photo”.
That’s why when all of our daily activity had tuckered Matt out and he needed a nap in the afternoon, I decided to take the five minute walk back with my camera, and no cold sodas to ruin my shots this time. Â The day was still overcast and gusty with large waves rolling into the shore. Â Normally this beach looks to be quite calm (from all the photos I researched online) with almost Bahamian pristine waters, but hurricane Erika was doing her best to stir them up a little.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t sometimes love this kind of weather though. Â With all the sun and heat we’ve been enduring back at the boat yard it was nice to get a little shade and a fresh breeze. Â Plus I was just hoping that the sky would grow black at any moment and I could watch a thunderstorm roll in over the water. Â No such luck though. Â What I did end up with was a wonderful 20 minute stroll through the sand, and five minutes of waiting for one of my flip flops to wash up back to me on shore after I neglected to keep an eye on them from waves as I strolled down one of the sandbars barefoot. Â And since I’m on my last pair of Havaianas, that would have been a real shame.