Boundary Bay Beach Day

Day... what is it?...8? of gorgeous weather? Spectacular day today! Over our morning coffee, Jo and I plan out the next couple days if the weather holds out. Today is Boundary Bay.

Packing includes beach toys, chair, blanket, dog and of course weinies and smores! Now the Guadsquad has spent a fair share on beaches: County, Florida, Michigan... but being surrounded by Mountains like Lionhead, Grouse, Seymore and Mt. Baker... Wow. The kids thought they'd be swimming (It is the Pacific! says JoAnne) but polar plunge was not on the program. Rugge started a huge fire with BC driftwood. Snap, Crackle, Pop. Marina and I started with a walk to shell and rock hunt. The colours of these rocks are amazing: red, purple, white, green. Brilliant. Hot dog time! Gabe had cleaned off some sticks for us so the roasting started. Only one minor mishap, my hotdog fell off my stick but I only got a little burn salvaging it! Smores came next, a perfect blend of graham, mellow, chocolate and Boundary Bay salt air.

The girls and I went for a hand wash and met some really nice people feeding the ducks. I don't know what it is about the sun in BC but everything seems brighter. The ducks shone! The green of their necks was irradescent! More amazement. The nice people shared their duck pellets with the girls while we chatted about the sites.

Rugge was way out with the receeding tide when we returned to the beach spot. I just had to catch up! It was wetter than it looked walking in the ridges of sand. The main shell is the purple and smooth clam shells. We found them every step still attached and looking like mauve angels' wings.

The kids have started sand castles with JoAnne while we were out walking. So funny. Nice Easter Island Jo! Back at the campfire, I dried my socks on the piled up fire. I guess we are staying a while! Gabe has nicely slashed his finger in 3 places carving wood with a knife... 13 year olds! We're wiping off the sand now, gathering the stuff from far and wide and even gathering some dry wood to take home. Beach day is over, tears are running down Jesse's cheeks - "I don't want to leave". He can barely walk to the car. Poor thing, so tired.