I love White Rock, even if it is named after a giant, imported, painted rock. I am a fan of kitsch.
Since it’s not the shortest jaunt from our house we don’t make the trip too often, so I take any opportunity/excuse to go there, which just so happened to happen twice in one week! Hooray for visitors from Ottawa :) Even if my favourite ice cream/cookie sandwiches were nowhere to be found and the shop employees didn’t even seem to CARE. For shame.
Gemma was pretty uncertain at first about the whole seaweedy sand and encroaching water thing, so she alternated between holding on for dear life and running away, amidst screechy squeals.
But she warmed up quickly at the sight of a couple purple shells.
The men really love posing for pictures.
We had some lovely company, who should really visit at least monthly. If not more.
I never get tired of being near the ocean, and I never cease to be amazed at how quickly the tide comes in once it gets going. God is certainly great.
We made it on to your blog! I’m so honoured. We had such a great time with you guys. Thanks for everything! I loved going to White Rock, even if the seaweed was a little nasty. Btw, my dad said that all of those little holes in the sand were from animals peeing when you get close. ?!?! Gemma looks soooo adorable in those pictures. You captured her experience perfectly!
Sorry for almost falling asleep on ya when we got back… I’m still working on catching up on sleep :)
Boy everyone is in B.C. this summer…okay my parents and siblings are out there but in Kelowna…Wish we could afford 6 plane tickets…Oh well…I was always nervous going to White Rock since when walking down the pier the gulls would just swoop down and around and we never had any food with us either…I kept thinking they were going to ‘drop’ on me…Tell Heidi I did a 5km road race up and down the hill right by the water! It was beautiful. :-) Have fun!