Got back from the beach yesterday. Oregon coast sand, Pacific ocean, visit a relative. Flying kites, flying dogs, flying kids, a sand-storm in the rain. Lots of fun. It’s 45 and raining, so the kids have to go wading, running, and splashing in the ocean, of course. I only half-jokingly say we use a color-coding system – red is fine, blue means time to head home. The dog, which we think is a border collie – greyhound mix, is FAST, and she loves to chase waves coming in; I paced out her strides, and she’s covering something over 10 feet per stride, and she’s picking them up and putting them down at a rate of a bit more than four strides per second, or a bit more than 30 mph (camera doing 8 frames per second, slightly more than a full stride every two frames; at 5 fps is seems like almost a stride per frame). Found out that the Cold Steel “Special Forces Shovel” also makes a mighty fine kids sand-toy, MUCH better than the normal cheap plastic one, and sprout #2 can ALSO have fun chopping on drift-wood and kelp with it. Offspring #1 preferred the Gerber folding E-tool to build a
fox-hole sand-castle. Got down to the Tillamook Air Museum, looked at old war-birds with sprout #2. Pics below the fold.
Oh, yes – The Stars Came Back will also pick back up tomorrow.
With all the pics below, click to embiggen.
Levitating dog, running on the beach, chasing waves as they come in.
Kids on the beach. The younger one likes playing with kelp whips.
They seem to be able to spend hours running back and forth with the waves.
It is amazingly hard to get a GOOD picture of a black dog. If she’s going to be anything more than a black blob, everything else is washed out and over exposed.
Offspring #2 jumping off a small bluff into the sand.
Flying dog, jumping a small stream flowing into the ocean. She’s got pretty serious springs in her legs.
Offspring #1, wading in the ocean on a 45 degree day.
Another flying dog Pic. Hard to take pictures of, but occasionally I get a really good one.
A sandstorm in the rain. the wind was blowing from the south, and even though it was raining, the wind kicked up enough dry stuff to send it whipping along, close to the ground, so I was getting rained on, sand-blasted, and wind-blown all at once.
At the Tillamook Air Museum
An A26B Invader
Lots of fun.