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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

the beach that was named after me (or not)

crystal beach ended up being a great beach for shelling and not a great beach for swimming. 
we took the ferry boat over to bolivar peninsula and experienced the beach that was named after me :)
there were some beautiful finds and the children and i came back with some really neat and very large shells.
my husband found a coconut and then tried to crack it open.
the pelicans were awesome to watch in the sky. 
i would say that hurricane ike really seemed to have made his mark here. 
but it was worth the morning ferry trip there to experience this adventure with my family.

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