We hiked Mariners Ridge. This is at a peak looking down at another peak and the coast. I love hiking! I was ready to keep going on to each peak, but the beach was also calling us. I'm just going to have to go back. Also on the flight home, I sat next to a man that is an avid bow hunter there in Hawaii. I'm not much of a hunter myself, but I wanted to go with him just for all the hiking.
We had an enjoyable time at Pointe Du Hoc It was a beautiful day for exploring and climbing around the old bomb craters and fortification ruins. The whole experience felt surreal, and there were some definite "crazy world" moments. At one point we were all looking inside one of the gun casements and in there with us were some young men from Germany. It struck me that within my Grandma's (who was standing there as well) lifetime we fought against the Germans in that very spot and now we are touring along side of them. I wonder if either side ever thought that would be the case.
Also touring around that day was a man, his wife, and their dog. I can't remember where they were from, but they were not English speaking. The man and I were down in one of the old fortifications looking into the rooms. The rooms are pitch black, so I'd take a picture letting my camera flash into the darkness. Then we'd both look at the LCD screen to see what was in the room - nothing. Ahhhhh.