Sitting on the deck in the exceptionally well made cane chairs (ample enough to accommodate quite comfortably my less than sylphlike figure), staring blankly into the warm sunlight through wispy clouds, I noticed that Braddock Cove was at low tide.  From the oyster-clad sand mounds emanated what to the uninitiated might be a moderately unpleasant odor of marsh gas; but which to me at least more resembles a divine mixture of vegetation and salt sea air. Its purity of scent proclaims its rightfulness and ancient allegiance with the sea.

We preceded this fingertip buoyancy by snooping along Gulf Point Road where the yachts are moored across the channel from our residence. This discovery was in turn preceded by an inspection of the gas station in Sea Pines Centre where we traditionally visit Lowcountry Produce & Market for breakfast nonpareil. I prefer using this gas outlet to the one outside the plantation but nearer the car wash for reasons that don’t matter other than expediency. I wasn’t however certain that the older station would accommodate the Apple Watch payment facility (but it does).

I must mention too that prior to that minor victory I had tricycled onto the beach from Tower Beach. This represents an enormous triumph. I had thought my physical condition would have prevented me from either reaching or travelling upon the beach but today I did both; and not with a great deal of obstruction other than the predictable paths of moist sand on the beach, the consequence of being as we are at Lands End where the tide swirls rather dynamically about the toe of the island (causing the soft sand to collect unresolved upon the beach). Naturally this meant only that I was obliged to push my trike across the unmuzzled waves of sand until I reached the boardwalk projecting inland.  Yet even once upon the boardwalk I quickly learned that its translation to a much narrower cement pathway for the final leg of the access route involved some acute balancing of the trike between the sometimes precipitous edges of the pathway. At times I relented and turned upon the softer adjoining landscape which fortuitously was covered in pine needles from the towering sea pines so as a result the motivation was smoother than I had initially surmised.

The ride home to Lands End along the paved walkway was by comparison a breeze.  I arrived home fully gratified by my commitment to the objective of the beach. I have parenthetically succeeded to remind myself that apart from the inexpressible delight of the sea breeze (which I have always relished) the view of the sea and the horizon is bland. Another thing I did today was divert from Sea Pines Dr onto the adjoining alleyways, many of which are intriguing trails of diverse directions bordering the Ocean. In all, a truly magnificent day!