A bushfire burning, already three weeks old, offers its smoke to lend a strange quality to the March sun rising. Stormy seas the night before, send swathes of seaweed upon the sand of Fish Hoek's silken shore. And like the sun, I could wax lyrical for an age, on times that have so swiftly gone before... and are no more...
Isn't this where someone got eaten by a great white?
brettcadet 6 months ago
Sometimes I do miss home, thank you for the reminder of the good things. :)
psychosquirral 1 year ago
Great Video! Five Stars! Brings back so many memories! I once found an octopus on Fish Hoek beach, seen dolphins and whales... Want to go back!
simonleher 2 years ago