We spent a week at my Mom's house in Shell Beach. My grandmother bought the place when I was 7 years old (in 1970), and it's been a special place since then. We hung out with my sister and her family, our daughter and her husband, and some friends from our last church. It was a really good time. Here are some pics.
The view down the street from Mom's place.
Ian and Ericka looking for hermit crabs.
The kids headed out to the
tidepools.
Ericka and Julie.
Ian riding around in my Aunt Lynette's old cart. She died a few years ago but my Mom lets the kids drive it up and down the street. It's a lot of fun, and they tell stories about Lynette as they scoot around.
Relaxing with son-in-law and brother-in-law after a rough day at the beach.
Ian and a friend with some retro candy (remember Wax Lips?).
Ian fished for the first time ever. We went to the San Luis pier where I learned, and he caught 5 fish in his first hour. We celebrated with ice cream afterward.
Ian and some of his cousins in front of Mom's house.
The kids had their own campfire.
Ian met a local girl...
The view down the street from Mom's place.
Ian and Ericka looking for hermit crabs.
The kids headed out to the tidepools.
Ericka and Julie.
Ian riding around in my Aunt Lynette's old cart. She died a few years ago but my Mom lets the kids drive it up and down the street. It's a lot of fun, and they tell stories about Lynette as they scoot around.
Relaxing with son-in-law and brother-in-law after a rough day at the beach.
Ian and a friend with some retro candy (remember Wax Lips?).
Ian fished for the first time ever. We went to the San Luis pier where I learned, and he caught 5 fish in his first hour. We celebrated with ice cream afterward.
Ian and some of his cousins in front of Mom's house.
The kids had their own campfire.
Ian met a local girl...
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