Saturday, October 2, 2010

It's never sunny at Cannon Beach

Although it was cloudy and cold at Cannon Beach, the boys didn't seem to notice.
Kyle's second beach outfit - the first one got soaked during our "tidepooling" adventure when sneaker waves kept catching us by surprise. Hence the name... sneaker wave.
Look at that hair. It is SO Donald Trump!
There was sand in places I dare not describe to you.
Hopefully Kyle is doing this beach clean up voluntarily and not as a part of some deliquent child service project. He loved the giant kelp.
Zoinks! Old Man Haystack is up to his usual trouble. Quick, to the Mystery Machine.
Boys on a log.
Pretending the log is a train. Who knew logs could be so fun?
Oh what a beautiful MOR-NING, oh what a beautiful... wait, nope, different day.
These two beach creatures could have played on this log for hours.
Ryan liked to attack us as we tried to take photos.
"My last beach adventure was terrible, but this one is great! It turns out these cloudy, sandy beaches can be fun if you aren't camping outside afterwards."
"My name is Sand Hands and I'm coming to eat you like a SANDwich, get it? Sandwich?"
And what trip is complete without Kyle chasing seagulls... he's worse than Kona.

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