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Causeway During the Day - Part 2

I discovered the Courtney Campbell Causeway when I was incarcerated at Bedlam,  By now you are familiar with it as well, as many posts have focused on the place, usually for night shots.  Today's post gives you a glimpse of the place during the day.  It's a favorite spot for fishing, walking, biking, jogging and sight-seeing.  

This is part 2 of a piece I posted on February 8th.  





One bird for each pylon. No more, no less.



There are two spans going over the Bay.  One for traffic and the other for walkers/joggers and bikers.




Pelican, or can't.





"Damn your eyes!  Get out there and wipe off the windshield, you lubber!"  (For some reason "Damn your eyes" was a popular epithet back in the 1700's.




Jockeying for position.







It was a wonderfully breezy day with the the waves pounding the coastline.  Not terribly dramatic, but not bad weather for Kitschland.  

Hope your Monday is good.  Long week ahead so keep your head down and keep tuning into Existing In BFE.

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