The last sun light of the day we enjoyed at Sanlúcar de Barrameda, at the mouth of the Guadalquivirs into the Atlantic Ocean:
Also here the coexistence of fearless common terns with us beach promenaders surprised us:
Inside I was jumping with joy as …
… I recognized that also these sanderlings and turnstones …
… not even for a second felt disturbed by us:
Tracks in the sand:
And the storm left its own soft drawings in the sand:
Still life of shells:
Sunset over the Atlantic. A stormy but wonderful day found its end!
Our home journey on the next day we wanted to perform upriver along the Guadalquivir. About that I'll soon report!