Wednesday, January 27, 2010
The true method of knowledge is experiment.
As you have probably figured out by now, Tasmania is blessed by [ahem] the best beaches in the world. Sure, the water is riddled with rips and generally frigid and full of Great White Sharks and jellyfish, but the sand is tremendous.
Above and below I've got photos of the surface of the sand at Fossil Bluff in Wynyard, not more than fifty metres apart. I think I like number two, but I'm not sure. Whaddya reckon?