I'm on a break at college, stranded here without my trusty car (which needed work done on it), frustrated because my texts aren't sending to my boyfriend (we like each other, but our phones don't), who is supposed to be picking me up several hours from now. My internet connection is mostly nonexistent because of my location smack-dab in the middle of campus on a cold concrete outdoor bench.
Though the strip of beach isn't that wide, you still can't see over the dunes of sand to the path where joggers and bikers are usually found. It gives the illusion of being totally isolated. The sounds of the ocean, when the tide is rough, also helps to mask outside sounds.
At the next jetty, Marge stood tall and looked out at the vast expanse of sand around her. This was quite a ways away from the first one pictured, but I didn't take many pictures in between since the sand can be kind of a boring background sometimes.
Our final stop was one more jetty. We were now approaching the busy boardwalk and I surmised that Marge wanted a drink of water, so after this plummet down on to the sand, we started back the way we came.
We ran for some of the way back, though I tired out quickly. For the short time it lasted, it was exhilarating to move at such fast speed with Marge. If not for the fact that Marge was eager to get back, I may have dropped the long line. Here, she poses one last time after our little sprint, a total contrast to the sun reflection on the water behind her.
One final shot before we climbed upwards back towards the path, which I spoke about yesterday in the training update.
Needless to say, we were BOTH tired after this voyage! Still, it's usually great fun when we go out together, and I'm glad to have these scenic and special walks with her. Perhaps that's one positive of having a fearful dog - I'm forced to walk in beautiful places and take myself away from busy life in the city.