Some of the adventure was photographed.
Why does it seem, that the most interesting part of it was not.
That strong wind that hit us while we were eating red meat cooked on the campfire in the black night to the sound of the waves pounding the shore… and the children up to mischief all around. The sand, the whispers… the relief from the hot oppressive heat of the day…

It got dark late.
We left the party behind us very late