The hubster ended up coming home a day early from his camping trip with Hurley - something to do with rain, wind, and the tent blowing over. While this meant that Hurley didn't get to experience the beach solo with his pops, it did mean that we all got to go as a family yesterday. It was a gorgeous day - 65 and sunny - and we found a new spot just north of Seaside where we could drive the Jeep directly onto the beach. It is nice to be able to drive up to our spot and let the dogs go crazy without bothering any other folks. And Sadie does go crazy - about 10 miles away from our final destination, she started the "Sadie's going to the beach" freak-out, which consists of heavy panting, whining, pacing and almost hyper-ventilating. But when we opened the back of the Jeep, her little freak-out turned into full-speed zoomies and a look of complete bliss. The three of them ran for pretty much the next two hours without stopping - except for the seagull-chomping incident. I guess Hurley didn't read my letter.
Here are some shots of our excursion. I posted tons more on our Facebook page - while you're checking them out, you should also "Like" us. Hurley would appreciate it!