Taken on separate occasions. The first, a sunny afternoon when I biked (taking the hilly way rather than the flat way) around the cape to a rocky beach that I'd spotted from the observation deck of the Irako View Hotel. I have an innate predilection for climbing things (sculptures, fire escapes, roofs) that sometimes gets me into trouble. It was fun until I very nearly tumbled into a deep ravine after what I'd thought was the perfect handhold broke away from the main rock. For a split second my hands grasped at the air, and then my knee came down - hard - onto the ledge I'd been perched on when I took the second photo below.
On a different day, I took the bike in the opposite direction and followed the coastal road that runs along the bay side of the peninsula. It was so windy that the grains of sand pelting the part of my face uncovered by large sunglasses stung, and I felt like a drunk person trying to keep the handlebars steady. Despite the challenges, I enjoyed watching the almighty waves crashing up against the concrete barriers, formed by interlocking bits of concrete that resembled pieces from a giant's game of jacks.