We headed to Seaside Oregon for a fun day on the beach. On arriving, as we had suspected, it was the weekend of the annual Volleyball tournament. Joe was a volleyball player... a very good volleyball player. He immediately ran into an old friend. We found a spot to rest our things and tried to start to play. The wind was so bad that the sand was whipping up all around us. After a few moments of trying, with sand in everything and on everybody, we decided to call it a day. We were all disappointed as it would have been so great to watch some volleyball, but sometimes things just don't work out. Better luck next year.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Windy Seaside
We headed to Seaside Oregon for a fun day on the beach. On arriving, as we had suspected, it was the weekend of the annual Volleyball tournament. Joe was a volleyball player... a very good volleyball player. He immediately ran into an old friend. We found a spot to rest our things and tried to start to play. The wind was so bad that the sand was whipping up all around us. After a few moments of trying, with sand in everything and on everybody, we decided to call it a day. We were all disappointed as it would have been so great to watch some volleyball, but sometimes things just don't work out. Better luck next year.
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