The Beach... Sort of!

Yesterday afternoon we made our first attempt at accessing the beach.

The main road was fine, but as soon as we got to the dirt road that leads down to the beach cottages and dune path, we began to understand why our  ocean-front neighbour has been parking his car here over the winter months: The giant mound of snow that greeted us reached up nearly to the top of the "Gulf View Rd" street sign, rendering the waterfront road inaccessible to the average car .  And, when we crawled over it, the snow on this "road" came up past our knees!

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Tats immediately saw that walking on two legs would be futile.  She dropped to her knees to more evenly distribute her body weight, and crawled some distance.

I attempted to stay upright and admire the bleak landscape as I walked...

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As I continuoulsy sunk into and had to haul my entire body out of the snow, however, I soon saw the error of my ways, and begain to crawl, too!

Multiple times I wondered if we would actually make it.  It even began to rain -- thank goodness we had somewhat waterproof gear on!!  But finally, the desolate landscape of the winter beach and snow-covered harbour came into view, and we knew we would soon reach our goal.

As we hauled ourselves onto the "beach" and lay looking up at the winter sky, I marvelled at how impressive the Greenwich Dunes looked in the distance.  No camera can adequately capture its magnificence in summer, and winter plays the same trick on the human-made lens: a majestic and multi-dimensional horizon that calls to the viewer in person is reduced to a few shades of grey through the camera.

We desperately want to go back... but we definitely need snowshoes for this trek!