The gang’s all here

Crowded beach in Atlántida, Uruguay

Note the approaching “beach cops” in white, carrying white batons: “Servicio de la playa.”

Farmer’s tan

farmers-tan

Until I took my shirt off on the beach, I didn’t realize how much sun I’d gotten earlier, picking blueberries and cutting grass in the country.

Milk chocolate waves

The waves near Montevideo, Uruguay, are often brown

After five years, brown waves are starting to look normal. A little.

1/10th of a second

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I clicked this photo no more than 1/10th of a second before Huma charged by,

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making footprints I did not want in it.

Another one bites the dust

I noted 2-1/2 years ago the improved beach access, even though the side rails had mostly gone away on the boardwalk nearest us.

I noted a year ago how the dunes had risen to their natural level, depositing a half-meter of sand on top of this boardwalk.

And, 8 months ago, how flooding had overwhelmed the same boardwalk.

Today, I see that — through accident or vandalism — the rail has started to go away. We’re not in heating season, so it may not disappear (as firewood) as quickly as in March 2012.

But probably no reason to think it will be repaired.

Man drawing on beach

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A man, 30 years old or so, drawing a figure in the sand with his foot. Maybe he was with the fisherman behind. Couple hundred meters before, another man about the same age, carefully building a sand castle near his two fishing poles, his wife bringing water to help its construction.