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Guam 2020: Post 25 A Walk at Cemetery Beach at High Tide



On Sunday Rob and I focused on recovering from our colds.  We had hoped to spend the whole day out doing things, but that was not to be.  By mid-afternoon we were feeling a good amount better, so we went out to get a walk and some fresh air and sunshine.

On the east side of Cross Island Road, just south of where it meets with the road that circles the island, is a large cemetery.  In past years we visited the lovely beach here and the path where you can walk in the shade before it gets dark.

We arrived to discover a very high tide day.  Water was washing up into the grass with with each incoming wave.  The waves out on the reef were possibly the largest I've seen them here.  We started to walk on the little road that reaches out into the sea, where William found many WWII bullets in 2013.  The tide was washing water onto the road.  We tried to walk out on the edges and in the center, but the water quickly got deeper.  Being we wanted to keep our walking shoes dry, we headed back to the car and changed into our water shoes.



The water was a pleasant temperature, and not deep, but still quite wet, and you can see the amount of water quickly got deeper.


Soon the water completely covered the road, and we continued to splash along looking for the shallower places to place our next step.


It isn't far to the end of this road, and you can see that the water was going over all but the tallest grasses and just leaving the tops of a few bushes around.  The water was maybe  6 - 8 inches deep in the shallow places.


At first I felt a little nervous about the waves rolling in, but then discovered the deepest ones didn't even get my shorts wet, and they weren't forceful by the time they reached us.



On the other hand, the waves out at the reef were gigantic and colorful.


So we stood and enjoyed watching them and photographing them, hopping for an even better shot.



Now that's a good one!


Look at the double set of waves.  Quite often the second set would crash almost directly on the first set making a big white blur, but this one was spaced out enough to catch all that turquoise coloring.


 If I didn't put enough wave photos into my blog for you, there are dozens more in my photos online.


Or maybe you should just book a flight out here to watch the waves yourself.


It is a good place to wash away all your worries and anxieties.


After some time, we went back and changed out of our water shoes and then walked the dry road along the shore.  We enjoyed it so much, walking quickly to get in some steps before darkness overtook us.


I think the biggest highlight of this path was the huge clump of Snake Plant.  Apparently it grows really well here.  I'm guessing someone got tired of it at their house and threw it out there, and the plant just took off forming a giant patch, maybe about 8 feet long of solid Snake Plant.  Then I discovered it was blooming.  I had heard it could bloom, but had never seen it before.  What a nice treat.





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