|It could happen to anyone.|
Parking, picnic, and potty: the three P's of ocean fun. Parking was empty enough that a moderately-sized RV could have parked there, too. Our moderately-sized RV was a car.
|This post has too many photos. I'm embarrassed.|
|Annie's Behind™ the sign.|
|Annie's Behind™ knows no park bounda|
|Gulf of Mexico!|
It's not obvious here, but the tidal zone was very small. The waves were breaking right there, and where they're not breaking? Steep dropoff. Possibly 80,000 meters. Don't question metric measurements - they're never wrong. This is the psychological advantage the British overlooked.
|No, Annie, that's not seafood!|
|Doesn't this look like sea monster vomit? What is it?|
|Annie is standing RIGHT IN THE GULF OF MEXICO!|
|Annie gently unsanded him, and then he RAN RIGHT INTO THE GULF OF MEXICO!|
|These places are new. The old ones are IN THE GULF OF MEXICO. See the solar panels and wind turbines? Me neither.|
Please present your ID before entering the Mature Nature Zone.
|From Here to Paternity|
And then we saw a bear! No photo! He was crossing the highway.
Q: Why did the bear cross the highway?
A: Do you have to question his every move?