If you have never read Neville Shute’s post-apocalyptic novel, On the Beach then give it a try. It is probably more appropriate to read now – when nuclear threats are so real – than when it was first published in 1957. The novel came to mind while we were walking along an isolated beach in the Transkei, where we hardly saw another soul. I thought of the splendid isolation, the peace that comes with it, and marvelled at the ‘treasures’ not trampled or smashed by hundreds of human feet kicking up the sand. The contrast between our reality and that of the people in the novel awaiting the arrival of the deadly nuclear contamination from the northern hemisphere was a stark one. Here then is the first instalment of some of those ‘treasures’:
Beautiful.
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Such little things can generate a lot of pleasure.
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The wonders of the deep! And all the better when you can explore along untrammeled beaches.
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This is what ‘pristine’ beaches are about.
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My daughter and I love hunting for these treasures.
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It is such fun to see what the tides have left in their wake!
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Especially after spring tide or a storm on the sea 😀
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Yes, that must yield a lot of interesting things.
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Treasures indeed, the quiet beach being one more.
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Beautiful tracks in the sand. Hope to read the classic again. Thanks.
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Thank you – you will probably enjoy reading that novel again.
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Beautiful!
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Even more beautiful was the serenity – we need that in our lives.
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I read that book in my high school years and I can recall the chilling feeling it left with me. Love the photos – beaches are fascinating if you take the time to look down
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Thank you for your comment, Don. There is so much to see in our environment when we make the time to look.
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