It doesn’t seem possible, but the firepit terrace gets even better.
A lot better.
From 5:45 to 6:30 each night at Spanish Bay, a Scottish Bagpiper glides from the misty, foggy moors.
He strolls through the moors, from north to south, meandering across the beachy boardwalks along the golf course greens, the ocean view, and the sunset.
As you warm by the fire, wrapped in blankets.
Sipping cocktails.
Ahhhhhhh.
