It was another windy, noisy night. Although we didn't get much sleep, Chris and I felt surprisingly rested in the morning. Forecasts called for sunny skies and a high of about 96 again. But with the wind howling and a huge, thick, low cloud rolling in from the ocean, it was hard to believe.
the cloud on the horizon
It was hard to believe, because it never happened. The sun did eventually peek out but the wind never did die down. Camping on sand in the wind is never fun. And after four days, the lack of personal hygiene and bug bites gets to even the most boyish of boys. Everyone was ready to go home.
eating pancakes on the boat to stay out of the wind (and sand)
playing Take Two while we wait to see if the wind would stop
While it is so nice to be clean, have a real toilet, not have sand everywhere, and not to be eaten alive every time the wind dies down; we do LOVE camping and can't wait to go back to Walker Island again soon!
the boat is FULL of stuff
leaving the island
back at the docks
1 comment:
Thanks for a fun camping trip! Love, Grandpa and Grandma
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