Life's a Beach

When we were in Oregon going to the beach was a very fun thing to do. We would load the dogs in the car and some toys and water, towels and bowls (all the necessities) and drive the hour and a half to Del Ray Beach on the coast. You could drive right down onto the beach and we could just open the back of the car and let the dogs go. They would run and play and wade in the waves. The one downside seemed to be the bath when they got home.

Well after months of living in Charleston, we finally made it to the beach with the "kids." We loaded the car and drove out to Sullivan's Island this morning and walked and played on the beach. During winter months you can go from 5am-noon and let your kids romp and play. During the summer I think it's only until 10am. It was a little harder with the time restrictions. Even though it is a shorter drive (25 minutes or so) it is a longer walk to the beach. It's a pretty walk, but it's very hard to walk calmly, without pulling when you're an overexcited Brittany named Sam. He'll be 6 in May, but he doesn't seem to realize that he should have mellowed out a bit by now.

Much fun was had by all and it was good to get out and do something. I think even the dogs would agree, even if it did mean a bath.