I have never had a bad day at the beach and today was no exception. We packed up some sandwiches and drinks, loaded up the dinghy with towels, chairs, small table, beach umbrella and our little Yorkie, Mitzie-Sue. Off we sped to the backside of Carrot Island, dog barking with glee. Mitzie is the perpetual two-year-old; everything is exciting. Never-mind that she took the same trip to Carrot Island yesterday afternoon—oh no, it is all new and exciting again today. Bryce and I enjoy her enthusiasm and spunk. Just look at Mitzie about to kill a ghost-crab! I would have let her have the experience, but Bryce kept begging me to spare the crab—and maybe her nose!
I think everyone in the Carolinas with a boat was on the water today. We set up our chairs to watch the traffic streaming in and out of Beaufort inlet. There were racing sailboats, kayaks, catamarans, runabouts, fishing boats, and the occasional multi-million dollar yacht coming and going. Then there were all the families with barbeque grills, umbrellas, radios, screeching kids, and barking dogs to add color to the scene. What fun to just watch! I don’t think anyone had a bad day at the beach.