I found another "to do" as I was pulling pictures for this post. I apparently haven't downloaded the pictures from my point and shoot camera because I just have a few up on candisnaps. I consciously only took a few with my "good" camera because the sand was blowing everywhere because we were on.....
the DUNES. This was the part of the trip that actually enticed Christopher to want to come. Keith had gone to them on our honeymoon and one other trip. They really are fun - roughly 200 foot high sand dunes that you can romp and play in. He had high expectations.
It's really hard to explain trying to walk in sand that you literally sink into up to your knees on one side of the dune, but then the other side is firm. These guys would roll down the dune and then fight their way back up. Fortunately for all of us, the dunes met expectations and maybe even exceeded them although I'm not sure we would ever get this concession.
There was one area that was slighly more marshy as you got closer to the actual coastline. I assume they had had some rain because I don't remember this much moisture from my previous trips; it made some kind of neat little pools of water.
We had a good time just tromping through the water. It was hard to be ready to go, and the hike back to the car of roughly half a mile was pretty brutal. The hike in was fairly shady, but we decided to go back the other way. Not so shady. Long story short about halfway to the car, James realized he didn't have a prized key that he uses to help himself focus before a race. So....guess who treks back with him. Remarkably we found it on the path amidst all that sand. (Needless to say, the two of us opted to go back the shady way.) Some good mother-son bonding time.
Next stop lighthouses.
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