While out for a walk this morning I decided to go out across Sandymount strand as far as I could, as the tide was out. While out in the middle of the strand, I was reminded of the last time I was this far out - 21st April, 1986. It was a peaceful place with nobody around - I had it almost to myself. I decided to whip out my iPhone and record my thoughts about returning to the scene of my closest brush with death so far. I published the video to YouTube while still on the strand. The newspaper clipping is copied from one of my early posts on this blog.