About 2 miles from the beach where we live is a hill town that is about 800 feet above sea level. The view from that town, looking west (i.e. towards Rome) is above. The large mountain is Gran Sasso d'Italia. Please click on a photo to see it full size.
We live near the ocean and near the beach. A very small section of the beach is reserved for fishermen using small boats. It looks like the above. They are the remaining fishermen from an age passing them by. I ride my bike past their landing almost every morning. I have yet to see one who is not very old. In a few years they will be no more. They leave most of their equipment and boats open every night. I am sure someone has disturbed them sometime but I do not know of it. In the late morning their wives gather at this spot an await their return.
Until recent times (which means within my lifetime), few people who lived in the hill town and near it had been to the beach. My best friend took his father to the beach, for the first time, around 1968. He waded in up to his knees and no further. He was wary of the ocean. A huge man, standing 2 meters, he had worked his entire life on his farm and never been to the beach.
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