We made it to the play set, the Pickled Fig...
|My happy coffee companion. We dined on fig toast with pureed figs as a spread. Yum!|
|We ventured out to the beach, but it was so windy, the stand was stinging our faces.|
|Gia made it half way out the pier before running back from the sand storm.|
|Ah - much better. The shades protected her eyes.|
|This is the "other" house.|
|And the view. Just beyond the rail crossing is a marina.|
|My view from Wild Poppy|
|Gia's view in Wild Poppy|
Then we stopped for groceries before picking up Lily and Caden and getting caught in a torrential downpour on they way home. It was very fun - although not something I would care to experience regularly.
Total mileage: 8.2