Monday, March 9, 2009


Some fun at the beach with friends. I think it has taken a good 8 years to like the beach, I just didn't get what the fuss was about, all that sand that gets into everything, waves that can dump you, plus you just can't swim to the other side. I guess it all comes down to what you grew up with, me, it was the Murray with mud, leaches and bbq's.

About every five years they would close the walls and the Murray would dry up and they could do their maintenance on their dams. I remember Dad placing steel pickets and rope around a area in the middle of the lake, when the Murray filled you could still see the pickets, it was a sand bank. Dad and Mum would take us girls out in the boat and we would play for hours on this sand bank.

Now, thinking back, it must have been kinda weird for people in cars driving by, we must have looked like we were walking on water! lol.
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turehutinker said...

Your own private sandbank.
Sometimes by the river we find a pebbley area to sit and think we have our own exclusive beach.
I love all that digging going on.

Relyn said...

Oh, there is nothing like the ocean to me. We live landlocked in the middle of the US, and I miss the ocean so much. I can hardly wait for this summer when I go to Oregon - Pacific coast - and Florida - Atlantic coast. Yeah!!