Ok so here we are.....on day #7 of Project D Day. We walked Tue/Wed/Thur of last week. We didn't walk Friday but that's cause it was our only day off together and we just relaxed. We did however walk Saturday and Sunday and then again this morning.
On Thursday of last week, we were blessed with a very calm sea at the beach we walk at. It is kind of in a bay, so when it's calm its very calm, almost like glass. So here we are walking along the beach when out of the corner of my eye I spot something - a fin. I turn to the other half and say "I just saw something out there." He turns and looks, can't see anything and concludes that I must have been seeing things. The I see it again...this time alot clearer...a dolphin, and not one but 4 of them! They were probably about 10 metres offshore, in the shallows and definitely playing. We watched them the whole walk up the beach and back and at one point witnessed them swimming in a circle, obviously herding fish together for breaky!
Saturday our walk was dolphin free, it was windy and the sea was very choppy, so rather than enjoy our walk viewing dolphin antics, we instead had to concentrate staying on our feet for fear of being blown over!
Sunday we were blessed with our dolphin friends again. They didn't make themselves known from the start but about 5 minutes into our walk, there they were, further out this time but after about 5 minutes they came closer to shore, between 7 - 9 metres away from us. They were in another playful mood. On our walk back, we were watching out for them again and yep there they were, frolicking in the shallows. As we were watching them, for the briefest of moments something distracted my attention and wouldn't you know it.....one of them leaped clear out of the water and jumped over a buoy, hubby said the dolphins body was completely out of the water and I missed it!!!!!!!!!!!
This morning, no dolphin shenanigans but something else did happen, something that at the time hurt like hell but no doubt I will look back on and remember fondly. So we hit the beach this morning and walk to the water line where we always walk. We are just walking along and we come across what looks to be the remnants of weekend sand castle making but it was oddly shaped, it was in the shape of a "block" and had what looked like large steps going up to the top of it about 3 or 4. Anyways we were looking at this as we were walking past it and remarking on weird it looked and the next thing I know, my foot has literally fallen into a hole, the sand beneath my foot has given way and I am now knee deep and lobsided on the sand, my right foot covered in sand and water, along with the bottom half of my pants. It looks like it was a little pocket hole that for some reason when the tide had come in, it hadn't completely filled with sand like would normally happen, instead it had decided to ambush me this morning!!! The worst of it all, was that rather than getting up out of this hole straight away, I just kind of stayed there and raised my hands to my hubby with a pitiful look on my face like a kid! Lol
Now I already have a rooted (read stuffed for all those none Aussies out there) back at the moment and this just made it worse but as I fell because it was obviously a shock to be falling through sand I also landed weirdly on my knee and jarred it. My knee is now fine, my back is hurting just as bad as it has been recently and my other half is still chuckling about the whole thing and I will no doubt be hearing about this for some time to come.
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