Yesterday I awoke to the sound of wind and rain beating against my new bedroom window. In the cover of semi darkness I packed my backpack, polished my camera lens and sipped my coffee. Pulling on my jacket, I donned my hood and sprinted to the car.
We took the drive slow. I was happy to be a passenger for once – the rolling hills were choked in fog, and the pastures we glimpsed were sodden and green.
When we hit coast, the storm stretched out far beyond the horizon, merging the sky blue with the waves of teal close to the shore.
The view was spectacular.
Sliding over pebbles and rocks and free form inlets created by the storm, we hopped on to the sand and started our walk.
Minnie Waters is a very special beach. With the steal grey sand stripes and the abundant sea life thrown on to the shore, with every step comes something new to see and explore.
As we trekked on, the rain grew more fierce, and grass rivers broke free of their shallow homes and spread out towards the ocean.
Do you have a magic beach?