The Need for Sea

A couple of weeks ago, I got  a hard Yearning to hit the road again, and not just with a day-trip either.

While I love the desert, and want to go again, Roadtrip-itis requires money. I can’t bring myself to crowd-source the funding required to hit the road, photograph and blog so I limit myself to day-trips around the St. Louis Metro area, such as historical re-enactments or museums.

Until, that is, the Yearning hit, and I realized I needed to go to the ocean.

Looking back on my exif data on the photos on Flickr, I realized that I haven’t seen or smelled the Atlantic Ocean in years, maybe even as far back as 2005.

I was born in Brooklyn, NY. Summers meant heading out to Jones Beach out in the Island to get the sand between your toes and crisp the skin on your shoulders. One of my earliest scent-memories is of Coppertone suntan lotion.

I miss the sound of the surf. I miss the spray of the waves.

I miss the steel-grey waters of the Atlantic.

So we’re hitting the road for this holiday: Fifteen hours of driving and we’ll be in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, and then back again. I want — and I need — the exhileration of hard driving.

Time to recharge my batteries.



(Did you know that if you click on the photos in the right column, it will take you to my Flickr page? Prints are available — just ask!)












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