MY WORLS ~ Eyre Peninsular Coast

Sometimes when I suffer from cabin fever being land locked on the
farm and a two hour drive from the sea, the Prof indulges me by
driving 500 miles and then some to the OCEAN!

The west coast of the Eyre Peninsular looking south towards
Antarctica, majestic in its beauty and so deceptive in its strength.


















Roaring in to assault the shore with its might to carve it into
weird and wonderful shapes.

















The Bathtub, a football field sized hollow carved out by roaring
high tides washing in through a gateway sized opening. The sea
has time and to spare to do her handiwork. unhurried and
unceasing she sculpts. Slowly, grain by grain she gnaws creating
ever growing sculptures incomparable in beauty.

















How beautiful the blues of the water against the soft dunes and
hard rocky shore, but, like the wicked witch who wears a loving smile,
dare to enter her domain and she will chuckle at your foolhardiness
and drag you in her undertow to certain death.

















Her might and majesty as she whips up an army of rolling waves
that even fill the air with spume.

For me, the rush of salt laden wind fills my thirsting soul's longing
and once more it takes flight across the seven seas and is at peace.

















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MY WORLD and Watery Wednesday

Ah, those that go down to the sea....

witness the might of the Southern Ocean carving up the
rocky shore like butter with a hot knife. Channels and coves
and massive dark caverns crafted by deceptively smooth
crystal clear water.


















The smaller channel has gouged out a massive cave deep
in the land mass as it grinds the colourful sandstone back
into sand.

















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appreciate the wondrous mix of colours.

















Invitingly transparent and deceptively calm until a great wave
rolled in ... decidedly not a place to take a dip!


















Looking back at the black hole in the coastal shelf with the Prof,
for scale. Sorry about the quality of the photos, they were taken
with a tiny camera, all I was able to carry before my last heart op.

The cave was a very useful place, providing safe and sheltered
habitation for a large colony of swallows. These and many more
wonders we experienced on the coast of the Eyre Peninsular south
of Streaky Bay in South Australia.

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