Beulah

We came to Beulah Bula-bula land, the East Bluff stared down at the sea. Call it the bay. We left early that day, yesterday, to make up for the lost hour. That tells you how things are. We arrived two hours early. The lower altitude sea air, rough resurfaced courts suggest a clay court style, an approach that takes the opponent off with top spin as sweat pours down and it is only 60 degrees. This is not my last trip as you see. I have been to the mountain.