After finally arrive, after dodging some serious traffic, the boys wanted to immediately check the beach to make sure it met their approval. We rode our bikes over to the beach (actually Aunt Sarah ended up having to ride Nick's...) to check out the scene.
With nets in hand and always thinking of safety first (note bike helmets)
We all know it really is best if Nick just kept the helmet on at all waking times.
You know it was a rough, rough winter when Nick thinks white sand is the same as snow and you slide down it.
You can only image the bath needed after all that butt scooting
The beach met their approval. And I would like to add that the water was warm that night - warm like you would expect the gulf in early July, almost like bath water.
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