In the evening I decided to venture further out east to Playa de Toró, passing Playa de Puerto Chico. On the way I noted that my footprints there had been erased by the high tide. Like my flash of existence in cosmic time, I reckoned.
Totally innundated.
The overall scene.
But one must look ahead, what. Here's a cavern being sculpted wave by wave.
A closer look.
I was on the footpath circumscribing
Camping Entreplayas (Between the Beaches Camping). There were spots for RVs but the season was over it seemed.
In this you get a glimpse of Playa de Toró.
A beach to anticipate.
More details if I use telephoto.
Hmm, now I wonder why I didn't visit
Mirador de la costa, on the promontory. It would only have been a short walk from the
Restaurante Riomar.
I like the look of the "rock teeth" guarding the beach.
After descending the coastal road, where I encountered a couple of pilgrims headed for Llanes, I found myself on the western end of the beach.
A local resident, near the outside tables.
The overall scene showing the coastal road.
Back in town an hour later, I rewarded myself with this artisanal gelato.
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