|The Atlantic Ocean.|
|The tide was coming in one big heave and we just had time to make it out.|
|Sitting on Porpoise Point we remarked, "we have the place all to ourselves!"|
|We were the last car off the point, almost became marooned!|
|Laughing Gulls laughing at us!|
|The surge of the waves crashing into shore.|
|All stirred up and foamy.|
Remember to read the tide charts next time, it was a close call!