potholes and washboards

We began Friday morning with coffee just down the street from the hotel.

Then off to visit the Samuel Jonsson Museum. A short drive to the turnoff road, and my friend informed me it was 15 miles and was an hour drive. What?

And yes, it did take an hour.

We rocked and rolled, shook and shook some more.

But it was a stunning drive.

At last we arrived at the museum.

The work reminded me of the outsider art I have seen in Georgia.

Then it was time to “Shake shake shake, shake shake shake, Shake your booty, shake your booty” once again.

It was an awesome experience of beauty, birding, beach play, and body toning.

But wait, there’s more!

Late in the day we went Puffin searching.

This time the rock and roll, shake shake shake drive was 2 hours. Each way!

With winds at 50 mph, and 32°. I had to hang on to my hat! And hold on to my walking stick. And hope for the “best” as I walked along the high cliffs. Soaring was a possibility. The cold was brutal.

My friend shared this image with me.

Wow!!

And then it was time to rock and roll again. Filled with the experience on the cliffs, it was still a long and winding road back.