Monday, June 20, 2011

Discovering Whalers Cove

I hope you all had a sea-sational Father's Day weekend in your part of the world. Nothing over the edge here, except lots of time spent with friends and family. I have been blessed with the best father I could ask for, who loves me in a way that shows the love of my Heavenly Father, and I am so grateful that I could spend Father's Day with him.

 By the time Friday comes around, I always feel ready to forget my troubles and enjoy every bit of free time I can grasp. Freedom is being by the sea, feeling the salty breeze blow away worry and fear. Freedom is making new discoveries and playing hide-and-seek with the beauty of the world. 

A couple of friends and I did a bit of exploring last Friday. There really isn't that much to do or that many places to go on an island. I can't tell you how many days I wake up thinking how lovely it would be to run away to an art museum or an ice skating rink. Still, one simply can't sit inside all day, every day. The beginning threads of mental insanity would be strung - trust me, I've been there. So following a whim, we took a walk down by the seashore, in an attempt to find Whalers Cove. 




Whalers Cove... sounds rather piratey, doesn't it? Well, it turns out Whalers Cove is only a condominium complex, but we did spot one pirate. 



The rather bleak-looking building (it was so uninteresting, I didn't even think to photograph it) sat above the rocky coast, blocking the view to all but the inhabitants of the oceanfront condos. But around the corner we found the gateway - the opening to the real Whalers Cove. 




Down a railed staircase was a little hole of calm water between a sedate river and the sea. The tide was rising up to meet the downcurrent of the stream in a hesitant conflict of water. Looking around, I could see water, more water, and rocks. No whalers. No whales. Not a mermaid in sight. And though we did find a hiding place suitable for buried treasure, there was no X marks the spot. A little disappointing, I dare say,  but to be a bit cliche, it was the journey that mattered, not the destination. For in the company of good friends, the time whittles away pleasantly.



5 comments:

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  2. beautiful pictures!

    ciao from Newport Beach

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  3. Whaler's Cove looks like the perfect weekend retreat! You captured some great shots.

    Hope you get a chance to come over this week and enter our "Celebrate Summer" giveaway for a pair of Beach Glass Earrings.

    Hugs,
    Marie

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  4. It looks beautiful and I am so glad that you had a good time with friends. You are right, it is the journey that counts. :)
    xo

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  5. Great photos. Looks like a spectacular place.

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