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That morning, after the fog cleared out, the sky and ocean were a perfect gradation of blue to blue.  It was breath taking.  I almost caught it on film.  And, while the photo is beautiful, it still didn't capture the essence of what I saw as I looked out across the beach that morning.

As you can see, the pier was still a ways off, so we hoisted ourselves up and started walking again.
Daddy and Zoe walked ahead a bit, and there was something about their footprints, side by side, in the sand that struck me as... poetic.

One last look before we continue on to the pier.

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We walked up the pier for a bit. I asked a couple of locals what we needed to do while we were here... best places to eat, best things to see. And then we stopped and watched the surfers for a bit.

There was nothing much going on wave-wise that day, but they were still out there trying to get a little ride in their day. It looks both so calming and so exciting. I think in another life I may have been a lazy surfer. ;)

We walked back to camp... all of us exhausted beyond belief. Were we had some lunch, some play, and a nap (everyone except Mama who had to drive the girls around in the car before they would settle down)

Look, Mommy, I climbed the tree!

My little nature collector

We ended the day with the girls' first s'mores!  Surprisingly they weren't about the chocolate and graham crackers, but those marshmallows?  "More please!"