After sitting in the traffic for half an hour to do 4 kms I had a chance to sit at The Pipe and do this painting. The South Easter was blowing and I am still getting rid of crunchies in my mouth and eyes.
There is a pole fence just sticking out of the dune and what is left of a boardwalk. Also someone pulled out one of the poles I usually paint and there it lies.
I had just started this when I realised I was not painting on Arches – it is probably Saunders W or something.