Arriving just at low tide, we quickly rented our spade, that you could dig a grave with - and joined the rest of the frantic tourists trying to dig themselves a hole on the beach. Thankfully some kind soul informed us two shovelfuls into our dig, that we were digging in the quite the wrong position and really want to be in front of, and gesturing to, the big rock in the ocean. Apparently the thermal heat runs in a straight line from there. Some more dedicated souls had shown up much later than the rest of us stragglers and had
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