Hopewell Rocks, those beautiful natural structures, change from islands to massive rocks when the tide goes out. To be honest, though, the real beauty of the east coast is the people. While traveling solo there a few years ago, I don't think I had a single meal alone, I was invited to join people every time. Amazing people.
I knew this day would come, sooner or later. The two runs I had completed earlier this week, were around zero Celsius and the weather forecast for the weekend was cold, very cold. It's 6.30am on Sunday morning and I'm looking through frosted glass at the outside thermometer. The red mercury line is at -22C, and I later find out its -26C with the wind chill.