Return to the North Shore

We drove back to the North Shore last weekend, this time to take Greg and his friend, Jane, to a beach party, then drove around for the fun of it.

In contrast to the overcast we had the first time, we had pretty glorious weather. Here is the beach where I shot the pic of the Wandering Tattler and footprint in the sand:

 

The view from the same beach:

 

These are his and hers flip flops (ours), or slippers as they are called out here. The sand is really soft, so who needs them?

 

 

Same beach:

 

Of course, if you turn around and face the land, the view is a bit more complicated:

 

Further along, we stopped at a federal beach across the road from Dillingham airfield and watched the gliders. I caught this one by setting the camera on a tripod and waiting for a plane to move into the picture frame:

 

Ditto with the tow plane:

 

Of course, we had to stop at Fumi's Kahuku Shrimp Farm and Plate Lunch Wagon to make sure the Black Crowned Night Heron didn't have any complaints since our last visit. He didn't, and neither did we.

 

 

I notice that it is 9 degrees in Milwaukee.