Twice in as many weeks, I’ve tried to take a lengthy walk along the shore, past the point where the mangroves jut into the Gulf briefly, before the beach widens once again. At this point, mangroves have developed between the shoreline and the high-rise hotels. It’s about 1.5 miles to this point, and is only accessible at low tide. Beyond here, the beach is usually less crowded with people and more populated with birds. Each time, I’ve arrived at this point, worked my way through the rough path and stopped to see pelicans, herons, and cormorants resting in a tidal pool. And, each time, after just a few snaps of the shutter, I’ve heard a clap of thunder and looked up to see enormous, dark clouds moving quickly towards the shore. “Flash showers” the TV weatherman called them. “Dangerous” to my camera is what I’ve called them. Luckily for me, there is a hotel with a beach bar not far from this spot that has been an easy spot to retreat to until the showers flashed over — or until I was “rescued” by my beach-lounging chauffeur.
When I saw that Ailsa’s travel theme this week was wood, I knew that a few of these shots would be a good fit for the theme.