Another splendid day on the last day of october. Let's go to the Hook of course.
Pointing the way.
Windmills have a day off today.
Would not mind living there.
Phonecam does not like direct sunlight.
This pointer in the sky is a bit off.
See how the smoke rises straight up. Take my word the mills aren't turning.
A rest on the hill.
Could not see if it was Bertus or Tinus.
Some cycling club members came by on bikes that made me envious. No wonder, nice downhill here.
My goal in the distance.
What a path.
Justice. Hehe ;}
An old unused path. No more invitation needed.
Last time I was there it was horizontal.
The sky and the sea are the same color. Surreal.
At the end. Sea is quiet and high. Hardly a horizon visible, it feels like floating in a pearly space on a concrete pier.
Could just record a vid on the last memory bytes.
What a place, what a day. I will sit here till it gets dark and have dinner. Sandwiches, mixed nuts and cranberries, some red wine. Does not get much better than this.