taken from my travel journal, Oct. 10th, 2012
Another strange, incomprehensible moment as I stood on the sand looking out, thinking that you could set off across those waters and see absolutely nothing for ages -- I imagine it's like driving across the Dakotas :)
We walked the length of the pier and up into its tower and sat for awhile, watching the sun play with the water. It would have been quite peaceful and reflective even, had it not been for the shrieking blackbirds that claimed the rafters. The beastly things made me wish for a slingshot.
But mostly it was the gnats.
Not five minutes after reaching the spot the beastly beasts descended upon me. They seem to prefer the ankles and ears, but anywhere is fair game. Soon enough everyone was being chewed to pieces and we, along with some fishers who had though they could stand it, ran for our lives back to the car.
At home we had a late supper of frozen pizza and tea. Always tea.