The Fourth of July actually fell during our beach trip this year. It was the day after the hurricane came through, and it started with a beautiful blue sky. While the departing hurricane made the waves in the ocean pretty choppy, we had a great time playing on the beach and in the pool. The beach was crowded with lots of happy people celebrating the fourth and there was even a military plane flyover at one point.
When the afternoon rolled around, we cleaned ourself up, and headed out for a little adventure. Gram had bought some chicken necks and string, so we took our nets and headed up to the dock on the inlet and went to hunt ourselves some crabs. The boys were super excited, and we saw some little crabs immediately skittering across the beach. It took us a little longer before we actually caught something. But before we knew it, crabs were grabbing on to the chicken and we could reel them in. We got them in our nets and boy they were angry! One even snapped his claws and Gramps when he tried to get a picture.
We all had a great time crabbing, but eventually it was time to head back to the condo. The sun was going down, and we started to hear fireworks coming from the beach. Now, we had bought our own and the boys had tried to set some off the previous evening, but unfortunately, we found out that it was illegal to set off fireworks in front of our condo. Fortunately for us, there were plenty of neighboring houses where fireworks were legal, and as we walked out to the beach on the Fourth of July, there were fireworks in every direction. It was so much fun to just sit in the sand with the boys and watch the fireworks all around us.
Happy Fourth of July!
(the flyover)
(Did we catch one?)
(Gram and Evan are working hard.)
(angry crab!)
(family crabbing shot)
(Happy Fourth of July!)
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