DJDJ - I Touched The Atlantic

Or should I say I was half-way submerged into the Atlantic due to my carelessness? Near Plymouth Rock there is a man-made inlet about 10 feet wide that is composed of large rocks. Immediately after I saw it, I knew that I had to walk on it and convinced the group we should explore. It was honestly about 1/2 mile walk all the way out to the end.

The Beginning

Of course, when I got to the end I just HAD to touch the Atlantic Ocean. I mean how could I go this far and not at least get a feel for the water? So I found a promising rock to descend upon.

Only a Little Mossy

What happened next no photograph could have adequately captured. As soon as I put my foot on the last rock before the water, my foot slipped slowly, yet uncontrollably into the deep. Since I was holding my camera (and had my phone and wallet in my pocket), I was trying not to move to suddenly and break something. So I pretty much submitted myself to however far the rock was taking me - which ended up being waist-deep. Of course, my comrades laughed a lot, and my pride was obviously gone. I was able to get out quickly, but my pants, shoes, and socks were completely soaked. The cold Atlantic air on a 60 degree day wasn't helping the situation. But I toughed it out and made it back - and got a story I will never forget. Luckily, my gadgets and wallets survived to document the story.

No, Those Blue Jeans are Not Black

For a comparison in the wetness of my jeans, look at the snapshot of the group taken moments before, when my spirits ran a little higher.