Beauty in the distant waves

I had stopped by a local pub to pick up a to go order of fish and chips, and found the city and restaurant so packed, I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I decided to pull over a few miles up the road to eat in peace and made a small observation between the onion rings and the cod. There was a large group of people on top a five-foot rock wall at the south end ooo-ing and ahhh-ing. I closed the to go box, tidied up with a napkin in the mirror, then walked the 40 meters to the wall. I hopped up on my rear, rolled over into a standing position, and saw the scene pictured above. Some moments are so stunningly beautiful, words just can’t do them justice.