Bridge to Nowhere

This afternoon I took Megan for a walk nearby the Bridge to Nowhere. I t was blowing a gale so the windsurfer whose image I caught was blown way down the beach and there was no way that he could tack back up the beach, so he had to walk all the way back to pick up his gear, I am quite pleased that you can clearly see his face through the transparent plastic. My extra illustrates how the Bridge to Nowhere gets its name. For a couple of hours during high tide it is completely cut off from the land.