Kris and I woke up early and got out of the dark campsite heading toward the beach. We figured there would be more light on the beach and it would be more pleasant to eat our breakfast. We were wrong on the more pleasant part. It must have been down around forty degrees and the wind was whipping to boot. I could hardly get the water to boil for coffee due to the wind and we spent a very long time standing next to the pot shivering. After I finally got coffee prepared we sat on the beach for a few minutes before my hands finally went numb and we called it.
Back in the van we drove out of Moria and headed back towards The Forks area to get cell phone reception and wait for our friends Taryn and Matty to show up. I blogged a bit, got some messages on the phone and tried to upload pics. Unfortunately this stupid blogger program is slow as death going up hill on crutches and I didn’t get my done in the way of pics. I’ll post ASAP!
Matty and Taryn arrived and we headed back towards La Push. The surf was going off, over head high, and Matty suited up and went in to get pounded by some waves while the rest of us chilled on the beach. By noon the temps had risen into the mid seventies and we were in t-shirts drinking beers before we knew what happened. Got some great pics of the beach and the waves. Matty was in for around two hours and almost caught a couple of waves. The surfing was tough and he is new to the sport but he put in a good effort out there. 
Once he was done we headed to the little “resort” where we would be renting a cabin for the next two nights and checked into our place. A little 12X10 A frame with a wood stove, running water (no hot water, no showers) that sleeps four. Nice little place, reminds me of huntin’ camp up Maine way.
Back in the van we drove out of Moria and headed back towards The Forks area to get cell phone reception and wait for our friends Taryn and Matty to show up. I blogged a bit, got some messages on the phone and tried to upload pics. Unfortunately this stupid blogger program is slow as death going up hill on crutches and I didn’t get my done in the way of pics. I’ll post ASAP!Matty and Taryn arrived and we headed back towards La Push. The surf was going off, over head high, and Matty suited up and went in to get pounded by some waves while the rest of us chilled on the beach. By noon the temps had risen into the mid seventies and we were in t-shirts drinking beers before we knew what happened. Got some great pics of the beach and the waves. Matty was in for around two hours and almost caught a couple of waves. The surfing was tough and he is new to the sport but he put in a good effort out there. Once he was done we headed to the little “resort” where we would be renting a cabin for the next two nights and checked into our place. A little 12X10 A frame with a wood stove, running water (no hot water, no showers) that sleeps four. Nice little place, reminds me of huntin’ camp up Maine way.
We quickly got some food into us and began making cocktails. It was nice to have a place to hang out inside with some amenities. It was warm and dry. Good friends, good food, good wine was the course of the night. We got in the worlds smallest dance party and checked out the stars before we decided we needed to sleep.
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