This week we took a rare day off and headed to the beach. It was a beach we have not often visited because it is about a 1/2 mile hike from the road, and time seems to be a huge commodity in our house. There is just never enough of it. We had one day this week where we woke up to clear skies and it was already over 60 degrees by 10:00 in the morning. (I know a real heat wave for us.) So we quickly finished paper routes, got our bread orders done early (more on that in another post), and finished up chores and school work.
By 2:00 we had delivered the bread and were on our way to the beach. We had planned on spending an hour, because Sam had drumming practice at 4:00, but we meant to enjoy that hour. The kids were excited as we parked the car and gathered up the "stuff". They sang and laughed and we enjoyed the scenery as we walked through the forest. And then... we caught sight of the beach. I knew it was high tide, but going down, and we hoped for at least a little bit of beach. We came out of the trail to a beautiful white sandy beach (something almost unheard of here in Kodiak), and we could see that the tide had already dropped a bit. We found a perfect little spot to throw down a blanket, kick of the shoes, and wade in.
In all our quick preparation I had not checked the camera battery. We got to the beach and found that is was almost dead. I quickly began snapping pictured before it was totally dead.
What had been planned to be a one hour trip turned into over three. Sam texted the drumming leader to let her know that she was tied up at the beach and could not make it. They ran, they splashed, the made sand angels, and buried themselves. Alyssa spent some time drawing in the sand, and we all enjoyed a relaxing day away from everything else.
This was not a normal day, and I can't wait to do it again.