Originally posted by MrBillM
The first time we camped South of Alfonsinas ('74) on the beach, we setup our tents well back to avoid the High tide that night. In the very early
a.m., I was awakened by my friend saying "we've got a problem". I crawled out of my tent to see our Baja Bugs in about six inches of water
percolating up through the sand and the tide still rising. Being unsure how much we had to look forward to, we raced to get the vehicles moved.
During that time, our tents and bedding were soaked. Good lesson. It doesn't matter how far back you are, but how high.
Many years later, staying at the same friend's casa at Alfonsinas, a group of Bonanzas flew in for the night, setting up camp across from the Cantina.
I asked "I wonder if they know that area will cover over on tonight's tide" ? My buddy answered "Well, if they don't and nobody tells them, they'll
find out".
Nobody told them, I guess.
A lot of wet gear the next a.m. Everybody needs to learn life's lessons. When we walked up to look, our smiles drew some dirty looks.
One of the few Super 8's I transferred to videotape many years ago was taken back when the wreckage of the small tandem 2-seat plane that crashed
flying "backwards" was still off to the side of the runway and the high tide covered the runway up to a foot deep. Hours later, planes were landing
on it.
[Edited on 2-12-2009 by MrBillM] |