Here’s the beach up near the border. Some kind soul put some concrete piles in, just made for singing a hammock from. The wind was amazing, very gusty.

In the morning a truck load of soldiers arrived. I thought they might have come to move is along, but they just waved and walked along the fence. I think they must check it every day for signs of incursion.

I’m not usually a beach fan, but I kind of like this one. It’s certainly atmospheric!