On the Lack of Beaches In My Life

There is a terribly sad lack of beaches in my life. As far as places on this earth go, it is hard to find any I enjoy more than a good beach. I have not traveled to Europe – a significant caveat, I’ll admit. That fact aside though, what I wouldn’t give to be near a great beach. By great, I mean soft sand, lengthy for walks and jogs, shallow near the shore for putting only my feet in but much deeper further out for a good swim. No scum or stench from industry further up the shoreline. It should be within a 30 minute drive from home, under 15 minutes is ideal. Sunsets there ought to be spectacular. I’m thinking of Good Harbor Bay or Point Betsie. Grand Haven and Holland, though those are busier. Naples, FL was lovely too. Or Ponte Vedra, trading the sunsets for sunrises. I live in Wisconsin… on the Lake Michigan side of Wisconsin… it should not be so hard to spend a day at a truly great beach. Alas, it is.

1 thought on “On the Lack of Beaches In My Life”

  1. What's terribly sad is when you live relatively near a beach but it takes eons to get there b/c everyone and their uncle wants to go to that same great beach.

    “Ah pleasant pebbly strand so far away,
    So out of reach while quite within my reach,
    As out of reach as India or Cathay!”


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