I take dad on a beach walk almost everyday. We walk the same beach every morning, now you would think it would be the same old. same old. Not only do the people change but the beach changes. With each storm or tide the ocean takes some of the beach with her and other times she leaves new. Tides have been so high we have to jump rocks to pass some stretches where there is no sand. I usually get pretty wet but it feels nice on a sunny morning. At times the tide is so far out and the beach is so wide you would think it would be fun to run as fast as possible across it, but i can’t. The sand is so thick and soggy every step is like quick sand.
This past week the surf has been high and I take my time to watch the surfers catch waves. Wow does that look like fun! I hear there are a few dogs that surf but I haven’t met them. Along with the surfers, the high surf had brought a few Monk Seals in for a visit. Let me tell you they are huge and have a smell I have never experienced before, amazing. The humans have the seals roped off for their safety. They are coming on the beach because they are molting, kinda like some of my long furred friends that shed in the spring. The same old, every day beach walk ….is never the same and never gets old.






