Dear Santa, Is it too late to ask for a new little digital camera for Christmas? Well let me tell you how it all happened: Today, Ken and I went to the beach with our Uncle Doug and Cousin Amanda, we had lots of fun. We found a cool cave at Leo Carillo Beach, we even got to see a Seal swimming a round and trying to crawl up onto the rocks. Then we drove a little bit south to Nicholas Canyon beach in hopes of finding some good tide pools. Well apparently in winter even low tide isn't as low as in the summer. Not sure why that is something probably to do with the moon. Anyway I'm sure you're wondering where all this is leading and why I now need a new camera. Well when we got the the second beach we were climbing over some rocks to get to those elusive tide pools and we came to one spot where we would have to wait for the waves to break and recede so we could get across before the next one came. I went first. The tide went out, I went to hurry across and then a second wave that I had not anticipated, leaped up, pulled me off the rock I was on and into the ocean, it then proceeded to smash me into some rocks and spit me on the other side of the rock (which is where I was trying to go, I had just intended to stay a bit dryer....) anyway I get standing up on dry
land and the first thing I think about is the camera that was in my pocket. It was still there but rather wet. So you see Santa that's why I was wondering if it was too late. Here is an after picture. Note to self, if you plan to swim at the beach don't wear jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt. Amazingly my hat stayed on through all of that. Indiana Jones would have been proud.On a more serious note, I was more terrified today than I have been in quite some time. Since we visit the beach quite often I had forgotten how dangerous it can be. When I was pulled into the ocean Ken could neither see nor hear me, I got some pretty good cuts and bruises but thankfully that's all.
