In The Key Of Z

So I'm standing on the beach at the crack of dawn looking for signs of sea turtles when this old guy comes shuffling out onto the beach, drops his bag and hat in the sand and walks right out into the water and jumps in with all his clothes on. He rolls around for a few seconds and gets up and walks back to this things, and I'm letting a sigh of relief I don't have to rescue a wannabe suicide victim. He dons his sombrero and grabs his bag and off he marches. Since I've also had to bathe in salt water when fresh water wasn't available I know the feeling.

Then the morning light show began in earnest (know what I mean, Vern?)

I shall never get tired of this view!