You say Ponquoque, I say Punk Rock.
After a not-so-lucky poker game for me and a great night sleep, we made our way to the ocean. Certainly not beach weather but how can you go to the Hamptons and not go to the water? The wind was strong and the sand was whipping us hard but the light was amazing when it broke through the autumn clouds. The blue sky popping and allowing the rays to warm us just when we needed it most. And then, after they had about enough of me and my camera, they left me... as all brothers do to little sisters, stopping just until I'm near the car then driving off again... punks. All and all another great adventure - thanks again for everything Ali!