You guys...the Washington Coast. My FAVORITE place to be in this entire world (as you can tell by the photo above.) We had hearts set on NYE down there since before the wedding. Dec. 31 is always a tad boring in town so we gathered up our nearest and dearest to make the trek to Pacific Beach. Where else can you party in sweat pants AND have it be totally acceptable? Duh.
Our caravan included 9 people and 3 happy dogs, 2 extra aerobeds and enough snacks to last 3 weeks. We had some newbies join us and I was more than happy to show them the awesomeness that is PB. I think they liked it :-)
We spent one sunny and two rainy days at our rental - cookin' up delicious eats, day drinking and most importantly digging razor clams. And yes, I dug in a tee shirt. You know clamming is good when all you need are waders and a tee. Oh and the goddess gun. Watch out clams!
Going through maj vacation/beach withdraws this week. Where are my endless games of RISK and bottomless BLs? And this whole getting up before 10am thing? Weird stuff I tell yah. Man, these next few months are going to be rough. No long weekends, no holidays...just a whole lotta work. I'm just going to go cry in a corner for a little bit.
|These are the clamming days you dream about!|
|Limited out in no time.|
|The crowds were light and the skies blue!|
|Line 'em up, knock 'em down. |
|A trip is never complete without a stop at Duffy's.|
|The lumberjack breakfast.|
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