My friends and I had 4 camp sites. On the first day by the time we got in and set up it was happy hour. John had run into our friendly neighborhood fisherman earlier that day and met him and his boat at the docks for some fresh lobster. You might not spot it but there is also some excellent salmon on that grill. Food was not something we lacked on this trip.
Joe "The Starman", led us in our nightly moonrise viewings up on the dune. We enjoyed a full moon every night, we were there for the lunar eclipse ( I missed it as I couldn't get up), and I might add we enjoyed a NE wind that I was told was saving us from being eaten by mosquito's. Well a NE and Joe's garlic spray saved us from the mosquito's.
While the adults were hanging out looking at the sky etc. Johnny and his buddy Spencer grabbed the camera and took off to take pictures of themselves doing a little skateboarding. They got some great shots.
If you are wondering why Spencer is wearing socks...earlier in the evening I saw them take off w/Johnny on a bike with a rope attached and Spencer holding the rope while on a skateboard. Barefoot. I knew it looked like trouble but I was chillin' and let it go. They were back in minutes with some bloody toes. But they simply washed them and put 1200 band aides on and socks. Back in business.
Mornings were pretty quiet. Everybody did their own thing. My thing was to go sit on the beach by myself for a couple hours and enjoy the quiet and READ!!! It's hard to read once everyone gets to the beach.
So here's how it went. Our days looked like this:
Evenings like this:
(Tuna steaks that time.)
(Stargazing lectures w/Joe)
(Johnny was always making up s'mores or JiffyPop)
The ponies weren't around during the day but came every evening. The first night they stood right by our campground for hours. Next evening one actually ripped open our screen tent where the coolers were and ate some oreos before John ran him off. We tried to keep food in our car but there was a box on the picnic table that night w/food in it. The ponies can open coolers too we were told.
One evening at least 8 of them came in single file through our camp at a fast pace and went right over the dune and onto the beach. I tried to grab my camera and get a shot but this is all I got. You can barely see them.
Once again though Johnny to the rescue. On the way out of the campground he got a shot of a pony for his mom. He's quite the photographer.