We camped in the dunes at the south end of the lake.
Sausages on the barby.
Up and over the dunes behind Slim and the tent is the Atlantic Ocean. The wind is pretty ferocious as a result: lighting the fire for dinner was tricky, even with storm-proof matches.
Evidence of the wind: a wind farm a little ways off.
Sunset PK.
Morning beach walk. Here terns! Here terns!
