Once you get to Lawrencetown Beach, there's a ramp and these stairs leading from the gravel parking lot to the ocean. I have a tendency to kick off my flip flops as soon as I'm out the car, and go bounding up these steps barefoot. You could hear the ocean before you see--it roars. On this particular day, while it was beautiful sunshine in Halifax, there was a thick haze in the basin of Lawrencetown. While I still heard and smelled the ocean, the fog made it impossible to see. It was magical.
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