When I got home from tidal bore rafting (previous post) we went over to Clam Harbour Beach Provincial Park. I grew up only fifteen minutes away and even worked there for three summers. It was my first job. So maybe I'm slightly biased, but I still think it's the most beautiful place I've ever been. Definitely the most beautiful beach. This summer I aim to visit as many Nova Scotia beaches as I can so I can, but I doubt it will change my opinion.
Anyway ... usually I prefer to just walk up and down the beach, maybe do a bit of hiking around Burnt Point. But yesterday, I wanted to go swimming. When I stuck my feet in, it felt awful cold. But I'm from here, I expected that. You just have to wade in to at least your knees and wait a minute or two to decide whether or not it's too cold to go all the way in.
It wasn't.
It was a little chilly, but it was swimable. The tide was well on it's way in, and the surf was high. Within a few minutes the undertow had pulled me about a hundred feet down the beach, so I warned my sister's boyfriend (who was also out in the water) about the current so he knew to keep an eye on his kids. We weren't swimming between the flags. I know we should ... but like I said, I grew up there. Besides, I'm not used to being there on a day when there are actually lifeguards!
The waves were huge, the water wasn't too cold, and there weren't many jellyfish. I was in for a long time. It was great; I usually only get in once a year now that I'm an adult. I should really change that. But the water is nicer at my parents' cabin on Lake Charlotte....
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