Bidding farewell

Our journey home didn't go as quickly as planned; we kept running into beautiful beaches that were calling loudly for us to stop. Or maybe it was me calling, hating to leave this wilderness behind. The day was warm and sunny to boot, and after a couple of cloudy days it felt so good! This is from "The 4th Beach" (they are numbered like that, rather than named). The extra is of John with a "war club" he found.