Twin rocks are just behind all this fog. The fog set in and sticked around for most of the afternoon. I found a patch of yellow flowers that whispered into my ear "I serve as the sun on days like these."
In and out, in and out. The semi-turbulent waves tried their best to get a hold of my feet but I wasn't in the mood to be frozen to death.
Steven, on the other hand, took for the ocean's water and turned his legs a pretty scary salmon color. Brrrrrrrrr...
Here is a view from the house we stayed at. Right on the beach. Well, separated by a few rocks and a tiny dune. We asked if anyone ever saw the water come up to the rocks and they said usually in November is when the ocean loves to scare the homeowners with its water.
I just love the reflection in the water captured here. It looks like a pirate ship of some sort.
I can see who I got my feet from: Oma... xo xo
A little beach soccer was played...
later on we found a live sea creature.
The beach soccer turned into a game of Attack the Adult. Ever heard of it?
Me having a moment of peace. Sigh...
One last look before saying goodbye to the Great Pacific! Oh you magical thing you. Back to Portland we go~