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While it certainly wasn't easy to try and enjoy what remained of our beach week we did our best and found some happiness through all the tears. Not the vacation we had imagined but I think it helped that we were all together and in a favorite spot - the sea air helped to begin to heal our wounds.
Sadie became our focus and we got her to the beach everyday - she hasn't been nearly as much of a water dog as Liddy was - but she started to get her sea legs and definitely enjoyed running on the beach and just being with us laying under the umbrella. We know she was healing as well.
Adam continues to be our beach bum. He even took a turn using the kayak out in the ocean. He was a stud - I wasn't nervous at all (yeah right.)
Harper made friends with the life guards and got to check out their jet ski - on the sand only. He also became less and less afraid of the ocean as the week progressed - I was equal parts happy and not happy of that - haha.
We took in as many sunsets as we could - though the clouds didn't always cooperate - still - they are always a thing of beauty to me.
The boys even humored me one evening by "dressing up" and taking some photos.
We did lots of bike riding - Adam and I even rode bikes down to this cool smoothie/acai bowl spot. Of course lots of golf cart rides as well.
The pool was a favorite spot in the afternoons - and Harper became even more comfortable swimming - so that was a bonus as well.
Our last evening we had crabs at Mark & Kathleen's house. A nice meal to end a tough yet memorable week.
There's nothing like making the drive to the beach - everyone is excited and all the landmarks that help us count down to our arrival are greeted with such enthusiasm - there's the North Carolina border, the huge farmer's market, the bridge to over the inter coastal (where we always pray there is little wind!), the first ocean sighting as we enter Kitty Hawk, the turn to head out to Rodanthe, the bridge over Oregon Inlet (brand new & huge!), and then finally after a long stretch of just water on either side of us - we see the town of Rodanthe and a few miles later the entrance to Camp Hatteras.
We scored a great site on the same side as last year - my numerous phone calls asking for the side should anything open up seemed to have paid off - and as soon as we got everything set up it was time to let the beach know we had arrived.
Uncle Mark came down a day early and stayed in the camper with us. We enjoyed getting to introduce him to Camp Hatteras and to the gorgeous sunsets on the sound side. I look forward to those all year.
The next day was Father's Day - not a terrible spot to celebrate - and we spent the day hanging out on the beach, swimming in the pool, and enjoying a crab and steamed shrimp dinner - just what Andy wanted.
Unfortunately our beach week was about to take an unfortunate turn...
