I was woken by the awning moving in the wind, so quickly got out of bed and put it down. The wind continued all day raising dust. We hid in the air conditioned van doing some cleaning and maintenance jobs.
Anita didn’t want to swim so I took Bluey for a run on the beach chasing his ball. The tide was out so he could run on the wet sand without rolling in the dry sand. We walked south where the beach was different from the cliffs and rockpools to the north. There was a coating of seagrass on the recently exposed rocks.
We met up with our friends for sunset drinks on a deck at the top of the cliff. When Anita took a beer from the fridge Bluey thought she was going to the motorhome. We couldn’t take hime with us to the deck as it is surrounded by grass and undergrowth, an area that might have brown dog ticks.
The sea was flat and we saw a school of bait fish being chased by dolphins.
Back at our van Blue was so sad because he had been left behind, thinking we had gone visiting the motorhome without him. It took all evening to cajole him out of his sadness.
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