There was a storm in the Gulf that came inland right over the top of us, but it was mild and just brought rain and large waves. Lots of folks enjoyed those waves for surfing, and it was fun for us to watch them try to actually ride those waves. We laughed a lot at the amount of work they did to ride a wave about 3 to 5 feet. Somehow it just didn't seem worth it. But hey, they were having a good time.
We enjoyed watching the 'chair turtle' come out every morning and every evening putting out and taking up the chairs and umbrellas. I took a video of it being done and you will see why we called him the 'chair turtle'. Check this out: Well, after trying for hours to upload this video, it would not happen. Damn blogspot. Sorry, I can't show you now how funny the chair turtle was.
Tom and I were alone until Wednesday when the kids started showing up. Allen and Heather arrived Wednesday night just in time to go out to eat dinner,yay! And then Kirk and Deirdre came in Thursday morning around 10:30 am. Kirk was like a kid in a candy store. He loved being in the water and trying to body surf. We all ended up buying boogie boards and spent endless hours boogying in the surf.
By Friday the surf was so calm it was impossible to do anything but just float in the water in the calm seas. Of course we spent a lot of time eating and going to the souvenier shops, and chasing down the Dippin' Dots stores. YUU-UMMY! My favorite flavor is Strawberry Cheesecake Yogurt...
There I go with the advertisements again! LOLSaturday the waves started picking up again so Kirk was out there 'surfing' again. He, Tom and Allen were on the first sandbar and suddenly they saw a very dark image in the clear waters. Yes, it was a shark about 5 to 6 feet long. It was between the guys and the shore, so all they could do was stand perfectly still. I can't imagine being this close:
The shark was apparently fishing, so it went around Allen, then around Tom, and then back out to open water. With a breath of relief they all clammored out of the water and sat on the beach watching along with the Fire and Rescue Beach Patrol. Thirty minutes later, no one had seen the shark again, so back in the water they went! Not me, no way, un uh! Two years ago, there was a 14 year old girl killed by a shark 8 miles east of there. So I was finished with being in the water.
We all had a wonderful time and we all wanted to stay, but Sunday morning came all too soon and we had to come home to reality again. Thank God, we all came home in one piece with beautiful memories and lovely pics to remind us.
I really enjoyed the trip! I can't wait to go back!