After my last two high elevation trips I decided to hitch a ride to sea level. I found a friend that was headed to ocean shores so my brother and I decided to hop in the backseat. The first photo opportunity came when we insisted the car pull over so I could get my picture taken with this guy. It was fun but we spent the rest of the drive thinking about fish sticks.

We made it to the hotel and we couldn't believe the view. We stood there for a half hour staring out the window when my brother had the great idea that we actually go outside.

It was a little rough at first walking in the sand. These little wood bases aren't the greatest for traction. After a little beachcombing we found a starfish. We argued back and forth about it and we finally decided that this species wasn't native to Washington State.

We walked down the beach and stopped when we came to this sign. We decided it wasn't worth the risk to go past it and it didn't appear the weather magically got better on the other side.

We headed back to our hotel and my vacationing almost came to a tragic end. I was busy staring out at the waves and ended up falling into a firepit. Luckily my brother is a firefighter and was able to put out the flames before any damage was done.

I was feeling a bit warm from my fall into the fire so we ended the night standing near the water and letting the ocean breeze cool me off. I looked out over the water and wondered where my adventure might lead me next.





