As much as I love riding along the sea, I have to admit that the sight of the waters around here leave me pining for those almost preternaturally azure waves around the Milos and Santorini.
I don't know whether the waters were, or ever could be, so blue around New York. But I rather liked what I saw on my Point Lookout ride the other day:
The water reflected the moss on the rocks. Or was it the other way around?
I don't know whether the waters were, or ever could be, so blue around New York. But I rather liked what I saw on my Point Lookout ride the other day:
The water reflected the moss on the rocks. Or was it the other way around?
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