On the third day of camping . . . most of us hung out at the campground, then took a bike ride/hike to the beach for a fun, yet VERY windy experience. Poor Merrick lost his new ball as it flew down the dune line. Six of the kids chased after it, which led Brian to running after them, and Max and Ed going down the coastline to check things out when we could no longer see any of the kids or Brian. The ball was long gone, likely entertaining many beach goers as it passed by them, and eventually all six children and the dads made their way back to us. You'd think they would be wiped out by the miles of running and walking, but the kiddos hit the dune as soon as they made it back.
Back to the campground for more playtime, bike riding, light saber fighting, then group dinner #2- foil dinners (a camping tradition) and s'mores, evening movie showing for the kiddos in the Kolaric tent while the parents enjoyed some quiet time and bananas foster made by Ryan. :)
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