Daybreak at the Drunken Fir

There is an old fir tree that grows out at an odd angle from the base of the sand cliffs near the point. It’s been there as long as I can recall. When I teach classes at Owen Beach, I don’t normally go past the Drunken Fir. The current usually picks up at that point and it can be difficult to get back when there is a large group of beginners. It’s a useful enough landmark that I even point it out to the students sometimes: “Don’t go past the Drunken Fir.” That’s its name… I know. I know because I named it.
I was there this morning just as the first rays of sun began to hit. Gary was out in front of me and I drifted into the quiet water near shore and took some pictures.