The rocks are razor sharp in all sizes along the coast in this stretch. I spied this beautiful, little, mysterious vignette in the rocks. It reminded me of Cappadochia in Turkey. You expect little gnomes to peak out of the windows in the spires. Some rusty grate leached into the rock, giving it a beautiful rich color.
It was overcast all day long, never really saw the sun. Our clothes were drenched in sweat, I couldn't even find a dry patch of cloth to wipe off my glasses. I had on a bandana sweat band. Mosquitoes were pretty intense if you strayed away from the water into the bush.
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