New Year's Day at the Beach

New Year's Day was a fun one for the Adams family. As is typical, it was a scorcher, but as was atypical, Brian had a day off, so we loaded up the 1990 Camry and headed to the beach with the Orths and the Harts.

It wasn't love at first sight for our girls. The waves knocked them about a bit and the beach wasn't the kind of sand that Célia Marie could use to make sand castles. But the water was shallow and very warm, so they were soon the happiest little girls in all creation. Sadie even found that though not like the sand in the sandbox at home, the sand at Redcliffe was just as tasty.

Afterwards, we all went out for some fish and chips at a local shop and then slept like logs once we got back home.

Hmmm. This is the worst sand in the world for sand castles!

Arrrrggghh! I'm the one-armed, snaggle-tooth sea dawg, Cap'n Chubby Legs! Arrrr!

Happy New Year from the white-legged, Adams family!