Edge of the Ocean

It's still raining. And not just raining, but rain lashing, wind whipping, sea storming. But wet or not, Joey needs to be in Aberdeen by 7am and the dog needs walked, and since the other two kids are away for the long weekend at their first World Jam camp and last North East SU camp, the Don and I head into Aberdeen together for a romantic *cough walk along the beach and early breakfast - turns out there was literally one place open before 9am. 

Two things struck me most this morning - figuratively.  Literally we were struck in the face the entire time we were outside.

1) the MASSIVE amount of plastic and debris that the ocean carries, pretty much hidden, until a storm comes and the waves carry it on to shore. I know ocean plastic has been a hot topic for a while, but it's only when you see the debris washed up that you start to understand it - plastic bags, masses of fishing nets, bottles, more plastic bags.  It's actually quite scary that this is all just floating around out there, and you can start to understand how it affects so many sea creatures and why it is such a massive problem, even though we are only seeing a tiny bit of it.

2) the power of the ocean. The sheer number and size of some of the logs, branches and trees that were washed up on the shore was absolutely gob smacking.  To move things of that bulk would require humungous power, and I find that kinda scary. 

Anyway, the Anatolian breakfast we enjoyed from the one Turkish restaurant that was open which also thankfully was willing to accommodate two drowned rats and dog, was worth the soaking.  And we timed the finish perfectly to catch Joey's 1500 in ASV on the way home. Imagine, we were actually one of those couples that sat and watched their child do their sport! Well, for 22 minutes. Then we went home to complete our list of child-free chores.  That's life!