And the poorly timed beach trip award goes to.... Growing up in a boating family, I know to always look at tide charts before trips to the water... buuuuuuut whoops, not on Sunday! Escaping the heat to the woods and under a canopy of leaves along the beach with a rising tide threatening our beach blanket. Eventually a big wave got us wet, but it was beautiful under there. A couple logs sat in front of our camp, and each time a boat sped past we waited for larger waves to come in with the rising tide. It was a bit of a thrill as casually drinking a couple beers wondering how long we could be there. Toughing it out, we were the last people on the beach as the waves reclaimed more sand. On our way back up the hill we realized salmon berries were surrounding us!