With this beautiful “The Doors” song in my mind, I did the last of these many steps that led us to the very end of Sandspit. Yeah, we did it. After some attempts to reach the southern end of the spit I almost gave up on it because I always ran out of time – after bringing the kids at 9 am I have to be back at the kindy at 1 pm – and with my obsession about shells, stones, birds and photography I never got as far a some 2 or so kilometers where the whole walk from the parking is 5 km … and back. But with Christian by my side and a goal in reach we not only made it in time but had some chat with the birds and time for clearly sunny pics that day.
