The Beach

Like the elves at the end of the Third Age in middle earth, every summer we feel an irresistible pull towards the shore.

On Saturday morning, we packed up the car, pointed southeast and drove. We arrived at the Wife's family's country estate that afternoon for an evening with the Kid's aunt and uncle. The men-folk grilled an enormous hunk of beef, and the women watched the Kid. A late-day thunderstorm threatened to wash us out, but luckily the only casualties were 2 southern pines by the driveway. A few well-placed cuts with the chain saw and a quick tractor pull made short work of the debris.

We took our leave mid-day on Sunday and arrived in Nags Head, NC that afternoon. I have been making this annual trip with the same group of folks for the past 8 years. We have a crew of 19 this year, sharing a house and parenting duties, all while enjoying the sun, sand and surf.

I'll have some pics of all the young-uns up soon. Right now I'm going to take a nap...