Wonderous and wonderful adventuring, people and seals and birds and the wind and tide and trees.... Seeing it makes me feel like I can hear it, too.
To hear it... a chorus of voices, shouts, exclamations, people happily exploring, and the occasional shocked cry of a child struck by a splash, an ocean wave from their point of view, or the protest of someone that cannot possibly go home now! The waves, the actual waves, crashing on sand and rocks, against swimmers, divers, against the bluffs. Sea lions barking. On the water, this call rolls across with the currents, but nearer shore their insistent bay echoes in the sea caves, calls back from the sandstone walls. It's wonderful. I like to think you'll come with us, one of these days.
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