Ash Day.
Let us continue, now with the morning walk to Florencia Bay, and the many stairs.
Some of us were built for speed...
The rest were built to carry heavy loads!
The male cousins: between squabbles!
Ocean, getting some surfing balance lessons!
Taryn, trying the same thing, with the plank balanced on a rock.
Jack, getting the low-down on the state of the sand's moisture content.
We wanted to make Jim feel at home, so here he is under his Tilley hat and on the old stump that's usually associated with dad.
Jim's name was written large in the sand, and to be safe, a heavy layer of sunscreen was applled!
A large heart was drawn, and everyone decided to write their name inside. That's Yuko's name in large Japanese characters, while mine is the little squiggle in the lower left...
Ken had transferred half the ashes to this jar, with a convenient pour opening already made.
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