Dawn over the sea, gulls over-head. One of the most beautiful ways to wake up in the morning.
Years ago, we spent a few weeks camping on an isolated beach down in Calabria (Italy) on the Ionian sea. Every morning a shepherd passed not far from our camp with his flock of sheep. He was a living alarm clock, his passage meant it was time to get up and prepare breakfast.
The air was cold at that hour of the morning, even though it was August, the hottest month of the year. The gulls dove into the sea fishing, or maybe they were scavenging what the fishermen left after their late night catch. We saw their lights out on the sea every evening from 11:00 onwards.
We’d take a walk along the beach after our first cup of coffee, which we prepared over a Coleman burner, it was too cold to swim. Then we’d eat our breakfast, fix up our improvised sun hut made of old straw mats people had abandoned, rig the sail to the wind-surf. After a swim we’d add a new bit to our growing sculpture. Little things.
Later in the day, we’d go to the nearby public beach and wash off the day’s accumulation of salt from our skin…then have dinner at a “trattoria“. Or maybe we’d just go to the local store and buy something to grill over an open fire and eat under the stars.
It was a wonderful adventure. After three weeks though, I was happy to return to my green mountains.
gulls shepherd and wind
red tinted clouds crashing waves
dawn over the Ionian sea
Written for Haibun Thinking – Photo Prompt
OHHH Looks so inviting 🙂
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Thanks Morgan! For a while 😉
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Wow. That sounds like it was a wonderful time. Too much though and it can be awful I imagine with not enough variety. Such magnificence in that time though
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It was great while it lasted but pretty extreme…as I said, there came a moment when I was longing for my mountains…and green!
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Yes I can imagine
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🙂
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I find too much time at the ocean exhausting, but glorious at first. Your haibun really captures the range of experience of beach dwelling. What a beautiful pairing with the photo. Your sun hut looks fun.
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The sun hut was lots of fun, and as you can see more or less looking at that photo, the only place to save oneself from the direct sun in the afternoon. We had a tent, but it was suffocating once the sun did come up properly.
I have to agree with you, though we only have a sea 😉 it’s glorious at first then it wears on you.
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It grind you down to sand. 🙂
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then turn you into glass!
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LOL At least I get to sparkle in the sunshine.
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Yes, very true! A brilliant bright future! 😉
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What a beautiful adventure, Georgia. You described it so well, I could smell the salt air and feel the tightness on my skin:)
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It was my first vacation with my present husband and really quite an adventure…especially when he went out with the wind-surf the day before we left and couldn’t get back to the beach. Had to find some fishermen to go out to rescue him, and fortunately there was another couple on the beach that day, as I didn’t drive then… 😉
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Ah I do renember when cat sailing running to get the motor boat out to bring bach our hubbies when the wind died.
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Ah..the intrepid sailors….
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We had paddles in the hulls of the catamaran and if we weren’t too far, we did use them…not the swiftest means of travel.
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On a surf board, you use your hands to paddle…a long haul…his problem wasn’t lack of wind, but too much going seawards. It was a good thing I was there though because that was a pretty primative place.
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I am not a good camper. Even after a week in hotels on vacation it is always good to get ‘home’.
Thanks for stopping by my place.
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Well, a secret…at a certain point I decided that my because of my white hairs I’d be happier to a more on to a more “civilized” vacation scene, besides my youngest son made his entrance into our lives, so that was the last “free camping” adventure we had. Loved visiting you and thanks for coming by yourself too!
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Sounds like a great adventure Georgia, you have captured it so well in your haibun, and I agree there is no place like home.
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It is still a vivd memory so easy to write about. Thanks Michael…there is no place like hom.
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aloha Georgia. a treasure memory. very cool and well written. you took me there in your words. way fun. aloha.
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Ciao! Glad you came along for the trip…it was way fun for a while… 🙂
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What a beautiful memory of a holiday. I just love the final haiku.
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Thanks Suzanne…this one was closer to what a haibun should be…travel! Glad you liked the haiku!
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That sounds like a magical few weeks, great imagery, I so wanted to be there 🙂
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Thanks Helen…it was a great three weeks. 🙂
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