Jules loved to shell hunt along the beach. Karen and I did not want to touch the shells because some can make you sick. We did not know the difference.
Glen at the helm. You can tell that he loved the ocean and sailing.
Karen looking down Whitheaven Beach.
This picture is for our friends Jim and Doreen. After many a canoe trip, our hands were blackened from cooking on an open fire. On this trip our hands were squeeky clean.
One of my favorite pictures from the trip. Mark and Mary wandering down Whitehaven Beach.
...not a care in the world, well at least for a few hours.
Jules loved to shell hunt along the beach. Karen and I did not want to touch the shells because some can make you sick. We did not know the difference.
Glen at the helm. You can tell that he loved the ocean and sailing.
Karen looking down Whitheaven Beach.
This picture is for our friends Jim and Doreen. After many a canoe trip, our hands were blackened from cooking on an open fire. On this trip our hands were squeeky clean.
One of my favorite pictures from the trip. Mark and Mary wandering down Whitehaven Beach.
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