We went to the Pacific Ocean. Since it is a forever drive away, we drove on two separate days, stopping at a theme park along the way to break up the ride. It proved to be a good decision. The theme park wasn't fantastic, but having a break from the driving was. On a side note - if you live in an area in which the drive to Enchanted Village and the drive to Silverwood are approximately the same - choose Silverwood every time and twice on Sunday. Choose Enchanted Village only one time, so that you will appreciate how good it is at Silverwood.
Anyway, here is a photo montage of the highlights of our journey. It makes me tired just looking at all of them.
There was crabbing - lots and lots of crabbing. We made a "Crab Pot" style meal that you would've been so proud of, Jane! BTW - has anyone ever tried Spot Prawns before? I guess the are indigenous of the Willapa Bay. If you have a chance, they are beyond fantastic. Very similar to lobster - yum, yum, yum!!Sightseeing - including a lighthouse tour. This was one of the most interesting points of the trip.
Wreck #1. Also the mark of a good vacation - when you have to label whether you are viewing carnage from wreck #1 or wreck #2. As Colton put it, he was trying to land a wheelie on his bike, and before he knew it, the bike was heading North and he was heading East, and they separated. Ouch.
One of many photo opportunities - an old tree root washed ashore at Horseshoe Bay.
Chance ready to dare the waves on the rocks below the driftwood. About 1 minute after this picture, the waves were crashing against the rocks and splashing him from head to toe!
Playing in the biggest waves at Twin Harbors. This also turned out to be the best treasure beach, and kept the whole crew entertained, searching for agates for hours.
The Go-Kart races.
Wreck #2. Daddy consoling Colton after another banged up lip and a mild case of whiplash. I'm sure when the Go-Kart worker guy signed in for his shift that day, he didn't plan on saying, "Remember, there's no bumping allowed. I don't need another bloody lip on my shift!"
My love letter in the sand at Washaway Beach. "I love you until high tide . . . ."
Another photo op with my parents at Washaway Beach. They got to join us for the last few days of the trip, and I think had a great time.
Matt and Colton flying the kite one last time before heading home the next morning.
And, finally, my beach sunset. This was on the last night we were there, and it was the first one we had gotten to see all vacation. This is picture 27 out of about 75 or so (ish). I'm a sucker for sunsets.