Where were we? There was rain, there were clouds, we watched the rain, we stared at the clouds ... and then on the third day the sun rose again and there was light. Grey light, strained through stormclouds, but light all the same.
We trekked to the beach and, while Stu surfed, Sunny licked sea water from her fingers, Georgie chased Sunny and I took photos.
And although the scene may have been far removed from the conventional Australian stereotype of blue skies and white sand, it was still beautiful.
Hard to see where the sky started and the sea stopped.
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