Tuesday, May 7, 2013
I spent the morning and early afternoon at Ferry Beach yesterday. From what I can see, repairing the dunes along southern Maine beaches is a constant struggle. Signs everywhere remind us that they are extremely delicate and to please stay off and let the grasses return. When I hit the beach, the last place I want to 'play' is on the dunes. I've got my hands full with deciding on what sunscreen number to apply, the lugging of awkward beach chairs, umbrellas and other bags of assorted gotta have junk, bringing lunch with its proper beverages and keeping track of all those scantily clad sights.
Whew! I'm exhausted just planning a trip to the beach.
Climbing the dunes? I'll leave that to others.