It was freezing cold, but the sun shining made the trip worth it. No one else was on Joemma beach but us. There was snow on the beach logs, and it was so still on the water.
I live in the Key Peninsula, and we are south west of Seattle city. From our house, we have water surrounding us in every direction, we have lakes aplenty, many inlets, many beaches and access to water. I'll have many chances to go frolicking in the puget sound but isn't it funny that I still don't know how to swim?! I still do want to go to the Pacific Ocean again. I went to the pacific ocean beaches several times now in my life, and it's even more awesome.
A terror dale like me needs extreme exercise too sometimes. Mum and I have been riding on the bike and running, but its really liberating to run free on a beach. There's just something so exhilarating about getting as much sand in my coat as possible, and then shaking it out right when you're next to the humans.
Rob told me to get on a big beach log, and I walked all the way to the edge, balancing carefully, imagining I was on my broad walk obstacle. Rob praised me a whole bunch. Can you see how happy and proud I looked?