Friday 13 July 2007

Life's a Beach, Day Seven

Ghost crab

Today was our last day at the beach. We tried to get an early start but, haha, kids. You know how that goes. On the other hand, although Charles told us when we arrived that he was at beach “just for the sand”, he did end up playing in the waves quite a bit, much more than he had on previous days. In fact, he managed to be a bit scary in how far he would go out in the surf since he can’t swim. We hadn’t watched him particularly carefully on earlier outings because he wouldn’t go in the water. As usual, it was a mixed blessing when a child discovers that he likes to do something new.

Alice and Liam also had a lot of fun in the surf. They became convinced for some reason that jumping while a wave was coming in was required or made them safe. Their explanations of their activities left a bit to be desired in comprehensibility.

We retired mid afternoon for some left overs of the previous two days of eating out and to play some Magic: The Gathering.

The evening activity was the Ghost Crab Saunter, a walk in the dark on the beach looking for crabs that only come out at night. I think everyone enjoyed it, although Charles and I spent a lot of time searching without seeing any crabs. Eventually we ended up a long way down the beach and started trudging back when one of the park guides found us (he didn’t say, but presumably to prevent us from wandering off and leaving our bodies as biological waste on the beach). About that time, I found some holes which were clearly crab dens, but no crabs. There were crab tracks. I asked the guide about it, but he was dubious. I, however, had a disappointed Charles so I was willing to grasp at any forlorn hope and decided to just follow the tracks to see if they were really crab tracks. We had to go about 20 or 30 meters (a serious hike for a small crab), but at the end of the tracks we found a crab, one of the bigger ones that was found. Charles was very impressed and excited. Corwin, who had been with us originally, had wandered off by then and missed out. Poor Mom had become mired down with a melting Alice, but at least that provided a clear beacon to regroup as we headed back to the parking lot.

Posted by Dad about Family at 22:22 | Ping URL

Oooh, Magic! I haven’t played that really since college. Such fun—-so addictive! Are you playing with old decks or the new ones—and what was the goofiest card?

Posted by: Karyla on 19 July 2007 at 10:03

I play with my own decks, which vary from annoying to very annoying. They’re made of cards from a variety of cards, from very old to very new. That’s the kind of variance to need to achieve maximum annoyance. The kids play with pre-constructed decks, which are a wonderful thing for casual players. If you want to try it again, I would look at picking up these pre-constructed ones, which won’t have any of the more obscure cards which are hard to understand.

I’m not sure what the goofiest card was.

Posted by: Dad on 19 July 2007 at 10:48
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