Coastal Bound

Rested and rejuvenated, we re-packed the car and continued our journey south towards Port-A. With less than two hours of drive-time ahead of us, the anticipation of burying our feet in the sand and letting the sun tingle our skin was growing.

With a few slight "detours" on the way, we made it to Port-A just after three o'clock. With pizza by the pool, we got a chance to relax and reflect on the day before the boys headed out to our overnight blue-water fishing trip on the fishing catamaran named the Scat-Cat.

Isn't this a wonderful sight......