The Cormorants and Seagulls at Zandmotor

It took some while before I saw that this was going to be a splendid sunny saturday morning at the beach together. Perhaps a bad dream, I can't remember. But once I opened my eyes into that blue sky, I/we didn't waist time and took off after yoghurt and espresso. Apple pie - as MariB suggested for healthy breakfast to induce change - would have to wait until the halfway beachclub coffee break...Already masses of visitors were on their way to sit down at their regular places, so we were lucky enough to cycle further to the South. From there a fabulous Zandmotor-crossing and long lonely seaside walk could start.

Before reaching the surf we took our time to approach slowly the cormorants - drying their wings after fishing - and the big gulls. In that sunbathed, sandy dry, open space, nothing else is to be heard, than the birds crying and the surf rustling. A few other walkers, silence and that immense space, far over the seas horizon into the deep blue sky. White lines drifting apart. Birds crossing over in all directions: terns, cormorants, gulls, grebes and if you have luck: swans. Along the surfline we hoped to meet a seal. But we saw none.

There were terns and a flight of sanderlings quickly passing by. After the delicious coffee break we walked back to the North and before crossing over the peninsula desert to the East, of course, I did that dive and swim, even on my back. Every day a bit longer, very healthy from top to toe, especially after espresso and applecrustypie. The salts soaking in your skin, bones and bleaching your hair. The best thing to do after swimming would be standing head on in the sun, hang your wings out in the breeze and BE that Cormorant.