Certain places we forever (willingly?) orbit

I have some time off coming up and I have been mulling over just where to spend that time. I think it is fairly safe to say it will not be at the coast, but rather up in the embrace of one mountain or another. Nonetheless, the notion of heading west instead of up still pulls at me and I marvel at that urge, it must be how the ocean feels in relation to the force exerted by the moon. Something so primal and soulful in that desire to stand in a place like this that even though I will head in other directions these coming days spots like this will still hold some sway over me.

 

And this force involves more than gravity and simple physics.

Done