So that’s how places like Mont Saint-Michel and Labrador become notable for their tides. I didn’t know about Northwestern Australia, though. And I have been to the one at the northern portion of the Sea Of Cortez.
It was quite a sight and outta sight, we were camping at the beach in Puertecitos, about a three or four hour drive south of Mexicali. The sands were dark and it was a New Moon night, pitch-black all around including the ground as I walked seaward during low tide, everyone else was already asleep. It was a little bit scary but I pushed on. My eyes had lost the horizon in a completely flat landscape, except for a barely perceptible ghostly sea glow from afar.
Quite unknowingly, step by accidental step and being at the exact time and place, I had stumbled into an extraordinary, disorienting and thrilling environment of sensory deprivation except for gravity.