I met up with Arwen at Keller Beach this morning. We were greeted by a turkey vulture eating the carcass of something (we didn’t investigate what) that had washed up on the beach. It was a creepy way to start the swim, but once we got into the water (and past the eelgrass), things improved immensely.
The water was clear and cool, gently wavy. Clouds and fog hung low in the sky, which felt like a welcome respite from the relentless heat of the last week. We swam out to the white rocks, my only Keller Beach landmark; swimming here still feels a little bit mysterious to me. Someday I should join one of the regular groups that swim here and get more familiar with it, but for today, I enjoyed the mystery.
And I especially enjoyed the company.
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The vulture got its carcass, and I got a doughnut!
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