At the beach at Gearhart, Oregon.
Both in celebration of Erik finishing his undergrad degree, showing off the beauties of Oregon to our neighbors' visiting sisters, and saying our farewells to a dear friend: we took another trip to the beautiful Oregon coast.
Absent of a mini-van (that wouldn't have even been able to contain this party of nine anyways), we had to take two cars: the {noland}'s took their sisters {laura} & {katherine}, and we piled our residing student {lucille} & two friends from China {hugh} & {mars} (he who was going to be leaving us in two days time) in the backseat of our car. Needless to say, our two little Bimmers were packed:
Poor {mars}. He was such a good sport.
da girls.
A trip to the beach in Gearhart is not complete without our traditional clam roast. Stocked with fresh firewood left by {erik}'s sister & hubby we packed the rest of our trunk with chairs, blankets, bocce ball, a frisbee, and our cameras. I should have gotten a pic of the trunk to show y'all. After a drive of over the hill and through the woods we arrived in our perfect beach setting to scout out the perfect place to set up our outdoor living room. Arranging the landscape of forgotten driftwood, setting up a few chairs, and laying out the blankets we relaxed and began to soak in the fresh ocean air.
Reading a book.
Tossing the frisbee & Rolling the bocce ball.
Strolling the beach in our bare feet.
Taking pics!
Building the fire.
Staying warm.
Roasting the fresh clams & assorted fish ~ delish!
Singing to the Lord a new song.
S'mores. Yes, please.
