As I have observed before, I could just run my long runs around the areas I run on other days, but since I can, I usually try to go somewhere to see something. This morning, I reached the beach just after sunrise. As I approached these were my views.
Yes, both those pictures feature very normal-sized fences.
Then down on to the beach, where I ran, slipped and fell flat on my face, pondered the strangeness, wondered which of the ways off the beach were passable by a guy in running gear and took this picture (not in that order):
The beach really is a strange place at this time of year. Well, except now, anything above the tide line will be covered in a fresh coating of snow, since we're getting our latest shot of it tonight.
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