Another beautiful day on the coast. We travelled north, once again from Florence towards Perpetua Point. I had talked with some people here at the park about agate hunting and they suggested Neptune Beach. Had a wonderful walk on the beach, but found only a few very small agates. We did encounter thousands of small, what we think were, Portuguese man o' war. So thankful they weren't in the water a few days before when I was wading in to get pictures of the starfish clinging to the rocks.
The power of Mother Ocean is never to be taken lightly. From an early age I was taught to never turn my back on the sea, and never is that more important than here. Knowing that low tide was still an hour away I knew the waves were receding, but I wasn't prepared for the magnitude and roar of the incoming waves as they made their way to the small inlet known as Devil's Churn. The clash of waves as the incoming met the outgoing gave was to massive uplifts of water.
Safe from the edge I wandered through the area of tidepools filled with anemones, starfish and mussels. Even a sand dollar so small it barely covered the tip of my finger.
I watched as people got way too close, in my eyes, to the edge of the cliff that drops down into Devil's Churn. With a good telephoto lens in hand, I sat on a large piece of convoluted lava rock and enjoyed the show. It did not disappoint.
