Monday, June 18, 2012

Father's Day

We took a family airplane trip up to Shelter Cove on the Mendocino coast for Father's Day.  It took a little convincing to get Anthony back in the airplane, he threw up repeatedly on his last flight.  I convinced him that Daddy was a better pilot than Paul and he was very excited about the prospect of going to the beach so he agreed to go.

Shelter Cove was fabulous.  Up on the cliff was a  sleepy little town with a beautifully restored lighthouse.  There's a small campground, we'll have to make a weekend trip sometime soon.  One side of the cliff leads down to a rocky beach and tidepools, we went down the other side to the black sand beach in the cove to swim.  Anthony had a great time playing in the frigid water.  He collected kelp air bladders and admired the snails stuck to the black rock, a la "The Snail and the Whale".

The tail end of the day was a little less pleasant.  We had just landed but were not QUITE out of the airplane when Anthony came to the sorry conclusion that Daddy wasn't the greatest pilot either.

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