We got into Whyalla, a major port for the steel works,
well after dark. It felt like a town deserted, there were
hardly any street lights and not a soul in sight.
After a search and destroy mission we finally located
the Motel on the waterfront we had stayed at before.
The price had naturally doubled since last time, but
the nice young man adjusted it since no one else
could be expected at that hour.
Too late for dinner...luckily I'm a good quatermaster
general and we dropped gratefully into the perfect
Q'sized bed. While the exhausted Prof. slept, I snuck
out next morning pre dawn..."those that go down to the
sea..." can enjoy a dawn creeping up over the water...
see above...all can be enlarged.
Some wading friends kept me company as I took my
morning constitutional
meanwhile, the sky draped itselt with these
wonderful clouds, no trumpets, no massed choirs of
angels as the sun rose, just this vast expanse of clouds
resolving themselves into a gentle light of dawning
day. Nothing spectacular, but satisfying none the less.
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