The beach is an ever changing parade of awesome.
The thing is, though, the only mode of transport I consider necessary or indeed practical on the beach is the walk.
Apparently, however, this is a Susan thing. In fact, I'm not even trying. On the beach this morning one young man decided not only to ride a bike but to do so mostly on one wheel. Overachiever.
And then this afternoon on a separate section of beach we were treated to a fly over by air force jets. I have to say the birds in the morning beach walk create quite a racket but they have nothing on a jet fighter.
It's just another element in a parade of awesome on the beach