|Rubyanna cane fields|
Today was a dreadful driving day. It was hard to go 10 km before there was a road crew. Repairing, rebuilding, there must have been thousands of workers on this stretch of the highway. They have even torn up the roadside rests. We are forced to pull over on a gravel road to relieve ourselves.
We did not stop for anything except to make a sandwich at lunch. We arrive at Rosslyn Bay Resort at about 4PM.
|Oh No! Mr Bill has propped Mr Barry in an open third floor window. He says Barry will be OK unless there is a gust of wind.|
By 6 we walk out to the ocean and do some beach walking.
|A dog had just run by startling me|
|William is wearing his Thai beach pants|
|dirty flood foam|
|Playing in that dirty flood foam|
|jelly fish. The story we are told is that a resort just north of here bulldozed off all the beach grass, sea turtle habitat. Now they are over run with jelly fish which the sea turtles used to eat.|
|I like the pink reflection on the wet sand|
|there are tons of shells here from tiny to mid size|
|The brown is sand the light color is shells|