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.
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|