Birthday Beach Trip

For weeks now, I have been trying to pin my hubby down to tell me what he wanted to do for his birthday. He wanted to camp, but that's as far as I got. It wasn't until Thursday when he FINALLY decided he wanted to go to Sargent Beach. Thus, the last second invite. Ok, so I packed us up, and when he got home from work on Friday, off we went.

We got there as the sun was going down. We drove way off beyond where the houses and the power lines end, where the cement stops, then the crushed shell ends, then the packed sand, then the soft sand, where you must have 4 wheel drive. But since it was kind of getting too dark by then, and we couldn't really see a good spot, we started heading back. That's when we first spotted the ship wreck!

We went back to the more "populated" areas, and set up camp, with the idea of if we didn't like where we were in the morning, we'd break camp and move. However, we managed to find a nice spot in the dark. We stayed there.

Saturday, it lightly rained off and on all day. I wanted to do some kayak surfing, but there was so much seaweed on the shore, and in the water, that I thought perhaps it wasn't such a hot idea. Especially since my roll isn't better than 50/50 at this point... plus, there was one heck of a cross current undertow going on! Really bad if I flipped and ended up bailing... So, the kayak ended up staying on the car.

We took a long walk along the beach looking for seaglass and anything interesting. We found a hard hat, some gloves and what looked like a steel toe boot, among other interesting items. You know, there are some oil rigs that you can see out there.....

We went to a local restaurant for supper that evening, then went back to the campsite for some birthday pie. We prefer pie as a general rule... The boys were ready to go to bed early. We planned to stay up for a while, but we soon followed the boys to bed.

Sunday, we had breakfast and started off on a long trek to find the ship wreck down the beach. The boys were speculating about finding treasure and all sorts of interesting things. We found another hard hat....

After a while, we realized that maybe it was a lot further down the beach than we realized, and decided to turn around and go back. Our own little pirate Captain Morgan was upset about this turn of events, and let it be known.... loudly! We told him that we were going to take the Jeep down there later, and he seemed OK with that.

When we got back, we played in the surf near where we were camped. It takes a few minutes to get used to having all that seaweed washing all around and over you, but you get used to it. Plus, we never ventured more than about thigh deep on me. The boys had a grand ole time.

Later, we packed up and went in search of the ship wreck. Its nice to have 4 wheel drive! We found it, and Lonnie and I got out and investigated. I would have done a closer inspection, but I was worried that Lonnie would get hurt, so I didn't. Morgan slept through it. Even when we woke him up, he wasn't so much interested in seeing the boat as he was in going back to sleep. Oh, well....

Then we went to the Krusty Pelican for supper and to watch the draw bridge work. Lonnie behaved and acted nicely, while Morgan acted strangely. I looked a lot like I had been on the little sail boat when it wrecked, and Joe looked rested and refreshed. Then we went on home, to plan our next adventure!