On Sunday afternoon we joined Mark's gang who went to Agate Beach, which is located about 12 miles SW of Ho town, as the sea gull flies.
|Oh ya Pete, I've not seen you in days!|
|Me and Bella are glad to get out and run ahead.|
|We head east from Agate beach.|
|Fallen trees on the beach and high water makes us head inland.|
|Was that a long lost bridge?|
|I took a cooling dip.|
|Mark and Pete's GPS guides us along old logging roads.|
|This is real adventure!|
|It was thick for a ways.|
|Finally back to the shore!|
Pete shows us the huge creek he had to ford.
|Ya Rose, I just don't get out or get any social time.|
|We rest on the Freida sandstone at Rockhouse Point.|
|Mark points out rose granite pushed down|
from Canada on our way back.
|The rock house?|
|We head west on the shore. Sometimes it was a challenge.|
|Rose and Mark compare interesting rock finds.|
|I love Augusto. He's visiting from Brazil.|
|I got out for a swim.|
|We had such a nice time today.|