If You Were a Surfer

I just pulled off onto Davenport Road which hugs the coast and has grass lined paths down to the water. The gravel road is filled with sun-faded cars, surf boards hanging off the back, and the air smells salty. It’s almost impossible to take a photo without a surfer. Surfing is the thing to do on a beautiful Saturday morning (that and shoot photos) The fog has started to lift and I’m off looking for another interesting place to stop…;)