It’s hard to believe how different beaches can be – from the sun-warmed sands of the Galapagos to the rain-drenched shores of the Olympic Peninsula, west of Seattle. I took this as we trudged along Rialto Beach early in the morning, headed for a locally famous low-tide view of a gap in the (wet, slippery, and jagged) rocks.
This scene en route wasn’t pretty, exactly, but beautiful in its own way.
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