After studying the weather we decided it was do or die if we were indeed going to do it. At our Father's Day lunch with Rand (who couldn't go to the beach but graciously said we should go anyway) and my Dad, we decided we were going and we were dragging my Dad and his trailer with us. Then on the way home to pack we invited my Mom and she decided she was coming too. There was a brief moment of panic when we started packing and counting heads and beds (10 people in a 400sq ft cabin??), but in a few hours we were on the road. We left Sunday evening and arrived at the beach right at sunset. Easton, Annabel and I ran to the beach to see it. It was beautiful!
In the morning (we all slept relatively well) I went to the store with my mom and we went down to the beach after breakfast. It was great weather. Sun, not too much wind, and fairly warm. The big boys played in the water for the most part and the little ones played in the sand. Rachel and my Dad spent a large portion of the day looking for her dog who bolted the second we got to the beach. I mean bolted and was gone. It didn't help that he is the exact same color as the sand. He was eventually found at the Humane Society. Oopsie and phew!
The weather slowly deteriorated throughout the day and was eventually raining by evening. We went back to the beach for just a bit the next morning, but we were tired, and cranky and the weather had turned. Nobody likes their wet cold legs getting pelted with blowing sand and rain.
We hit the road and were back home by yesterday afternoon. It was a crazy (fun) impromptu beach trip!
WE LOVE THE BEACH!
He got brave and got in the ocean this year!
FREEZING!
After tracking Sam for a good couple miles, they returned....with no dog.
I love the trek to the beach
love
She had so much fun walking (dragging) Sammy all around.
Sam's back (yes, we have 2 dogs named Sam)
And this is why we brought Papa! :)
1 comment:
I think you should have tried some pogey fishing while you were there. I would have.
Uncle Bubba
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