I felt as though this faint rainbow was kissing the sky this morning.
This weekend the north shore of Maui has seen a large swell visiting its shores. The photo below does no justice to the size of the size of the waves that were arriving here. Official figures say that at their largest they were between 18ft and 24ft. Zoom in to the far distance to see some monsters just breaking.
The roar of the water, the continual arrival of more waves, all made for quite the spectacle of the force and power of the ocean.
Incredible and beautiful.
Somewhere in Copenhagen.
Baldwin beech, Maui, this morning.
A spiral staircase in a Lisbon hotel.
Finally we have rain, along with two rainbows 🌈
This Praying Mantis was there to greet us when we returned home yesterday.
Some more images from last week’s visit to Estremoz Saturday market.
The fisherman returning home, or maybe he is on his way to the fishing grounds?
Walking around the market in Estremoz yesterday.
Today I made a pilgrimage to Nazaré, the home in Portugal of big wave surfing, and where the biggest wave ever to be surfed was surfed.
Even though I don’t surf, I am surrounded by family and friends who do. I live on Maui where surfers from all over the world come to practice their sport, and just down the road from us is Jaws, the home in Hawaii of big wave surfing. It would not have felt right not to come to Nazaré. I was so close.
Although there were no big waves today, I could feel the power of the ocean below the lighthouse that marks the location where the waves break. The overcast day, strong winds (so strong that I was wary about getting too close to the small wall that served as a barrier between me and the rocks below, for fear of being blown over), and the vast expanse of open ocean stretching to the north, south, and west to the distant horizon, only added to that sense of foreboding power. Although I don’t follow the sport too closely, I have deep admiration for those who do pit themselves against these giants.
Next stop America. The view yesterday from Europe’s most westerly point, Cabo da Roca in Portugal.
Waiting for a meet up.
Alcácer do Sal by night.
We went out to Arrábida Natural Park yesterday, and what a beautiful park it is. While walking along Praia do Creiro, one of the handful of beaches in the park, I saw a huge jellyfish and washed up at the shoreline. Its body was as large as a head. I’ve never seen one so large. I didn’t have a camera with me while on the walk, and so no picture, though I did capture some from the upper reaches of the park.
Captures from a walk through Alcácer do Sal this morning.
With the temperature in the low 30s, and cloudless skies, this character was overdressed yesterday.