Sand, Sea and Sky

The gang and I rode over to visit with Gail and Bill on Friday. Right away they found something stinky on the beach to roll in! Dead catfish. We played in the water a bit and got the smelliest parts off, got tipped out of the kayak, and, in general, had a good time.

Still wet from my dunking, we went out on the dock. Narrow, so follow the leader works well.

Then a shower moved in, obscuring the boundary between sky and sea.