This image says I all. The beach is deserted when normally the sand is covered by humans soaking up hot sun and surf. The smell of suntan lotion lingering in the air is almost oppressive.
Except today with the temperature on the beach a warm 52 degrees, if I were a penguin. The beach is deserted.
That written, I did walk the beach in shirts and two shirts topped by a warm hoodie.
-- Bob Doan, writing from Ocean City, MD
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