

"His house was perfect, whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all." J.R.R. Tolkien
Coming across the finish line. The girls and I were running a little later than I had wanted and I was afraid we had missed him. We waited about 25 minutes by the finish line to see him cross. The place was absolutely packed!
Right after he came across the finish line, Aly was yelling for him. He was physically and emotionally exhausted, but thrilled to have accomplished his goal.
Skyeler and I getting our toes wet.
Aly's sandcastle. It was too dark by the time it was done to get the finished project.
Aly explores the rocks on the beach.
A sampling of the multitude of shells
A pelican in flight. The picture doesn't do it justice. The wingspan is amazing. There were many perched on what's left of a pier, which is the next picture.
We had walked quite a ways when we came to this rocky area. Shells were piled up around the base of the rocks and Dan and Skyeler looked for more shark's teeth.