At the beginning of our adventure on Nicaragua's Caribbean coast we walked on the beach. We had just begun clearing the dense undergrowth; and so, except for a few cleared pathways, the thick brush meant that we walked to - and then on - the beach....because there was no way to walk on the land short of wearing heavy clothing and boots for protection, with a machete in hand to clear the way.
And so we walked - up and down the beach, gladly. With brief forays into the water.
At the start of the False Bluff project we were building friendships as well as piers and housing. After all the years since 2008 - when this picture was taken - to now the friendships have become family-like ties. And we've got a better camera than we had in 2008!