I went for a beautiful walk with my sister through the historical town which is about 15mins drive from us. The one with the stone curb and gutters. I think they were cut and laid by convicts. A lot of the homes are very old, but have been well maintained. And some with pretty gardens. We walked down the main street then up through the parallel street near it. It was a narrow street. I did not notice much more of my surroundings because we were focused a lot on sort of visiting.
In the afternoon I went walking on the breakwater path near the ocean. There were a few people out and about. I always notice the dogs walking along the path. It is a popular spot for them.
There was something else we noticed....and it was dolphins. They were inside the port making there way up stream. We just saw their fins and parts of the top of their bodies. They sort of look rubbery to me. Super cute. I enjoyed seeing them. Not sure why.
I also noticed pelicans up in the sky just gliding in the wind current. So very carefree.
We kept on walking towards the end of this path. It seems like a lot happened on this walk. Because very soon we heard and saw 4 low flying planes again. I do not know what sort of planes they were.
Anyway as we reached the end, we heard such beautiful music, it sounded like bag pipes. Thought it may have been someones ring tone on their phone. But as we got closer... We saw a man on his push bike, facing the ocean. The beautiful sound was coming from him. It was a recorder. This guy was simply facing the ocean waves and playing tunes that made you feel like you were in another place. Scotland came to my mind. It was so peaceful and soothing. Other people stopped their walking and stood behind him and listened as well. Not even sure he was aware of the people behind him. I could have just sat there and drank it all in.
Anyway we walked on back. I really enjoyed this walk.
