Half way through the trip, we took a trip to the ocean. We went to Disneyland early that morning to try and get some rides in while the park was less busy (mornings were a little less occupied than afternoons and evenings). We ended up staying there longer than we planned (we had to fit in a Jedi Training), so once we rented our car and went home for swimsuits, it was later in the day than I would have liked. We had enjoyed mid 70 degree weather all week at Disneyland, so I assumed it would be like that at the coast. We pulled up to the beach just before 4 in the afternoon to 59 degrees and fog.
It was chilly. Really chilly. The kids didn't care, though. They plunged right into the water.
Aaron and Nate started out digging in the sand. They remembered their not so favorable outcome when they tried to take on the Pacific Ocean on the Oregon Coast, and didn't want the "waves to get them".
But after a while, even they couldn't resist getting a little wet. (I edited most of the pictures--played around with highlights and shadows--so you could actually see the kids in the pictures. I left this last one here unedited so you could see what all the pictures originally looked like. There was fog everywhere--cold and foggy.)
The kids had the best time playing in the waves.
Soon sweatshirts came off (too cold and heavy when wet), and all "trying to stay dry" was completely forgotten.
Josh found a sand dollar. Everyone was impressed with it.
Because we had arrived so late in the day, we were there for the sunset. It was amazingly beautiful.
As the sun went down, I gathered my purple cold little kids and we climbed into the rental car to go home. We blasted the heat as high as we could to get everyone warm.
It didn't take long before Nate was fast asleep.
As we got back into town, we stopped to get more groceries (the kids and I stayed in the car while Scott ran in to the store), then went home and collapsed in our warm beds.
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