Then it was back to the first beach I blogged about. Except this time we turned right instead of left. We walked, and walked and walked. Hubby is moaning and groaning about his sore back and leg muscles from walking in the sand. It is a good workout.
I was still pretty dry at this point, but by the end of our walk, I was pretty wet. I have a habit of getting a bit too close to the incoming waves, and my pants are always wet up past my knees.