The sign says it all. Cold and crabby on walk #340. We're heading into the final 20 soon. Today it was 45 degrees out, and the wind was kicking.
You can tell just how hard the wind was blowing by the angle of the sea oats. It was kickin' out there. The wind cut right through my jacket.
It looked like tons of marijuana rolled up on the beach, but this is actually seaweed stirred up from all the churning out in the Gulf over the last week.
Panoramic of the sunset tonight. Clouds help.
Hemmingway here! LOL... the journey continues.
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