...the swell cradles the paddler in its trough and raises him onto its crest, and then does it again and again. On a day such as this, the gentle swell soothes the body, mind, and spirit.
The wave's energy, birthed by a once-upon-a-time wind and powered by its velocity, duration, and available fetch, slips quietly under the boat on its way to the nearby shore. There, its kinetic energy is expended, and transformed into sound and sculpting power.
When the sea breathes, the swell finds its way into nooks and crannies, and secret sometimes-navigable channels - timing matters.
When the sea breathes, and you're part of it...it brings you fully alive. The perpetual smile lasts...
And the cup of coffee, brewed on the rocky beach, couldn't taste better!
The journey along the Moray Firth from Sandend to Cullen was amazing. Thank you, Ian, for kindly allowing the use of your kayak. And thank you, Linda, for kindly allowing Ian the use of yours. ;)
Looking forward to the next time...