Monday, July 16, 2007

Perdido Key


We headed to the beach this weekend with my sister and her family, Daddy, and Cindy. It's been lots of fun in the sun, with some crab eating thrown in!



Nothing like sitting on the beach...reading, chatting, and just enjoying each other and the view.



We haven't been to Perdido Key or the Florida-Alabama gulf coast for three years. We were looking forward to see the coast and feeling the saltwater on our face.



Charlie was eager to try his hand at some gulf fishing after our successful stints in Montana and Minnesota.

So they fished.


And fished.


And fished.


Not a single bite as of this writing. No, I take that back. Charlie did manage to reel in one little, bitty fish and a crab. But not a keeper, or even a photograph worthy fish.

Luckily there were lots of other activities to keep us busy.

Kite flying...


Castle building...




And playing in the surf.





Audrey puts on the sweet talk...not sure what she was trying to convince her daddy of.


Maybe she was hoping for a pose like the one from her grandpa....


Daddy was showing of just how macho he was...the last remaining person in the gulf as we felt the temperature drop and watched the storm roll in.

We enjoyed some surf and turf dinners, with a variety of desserts to finish it off. Audrey's got the sweet tooth of a true Olav.esen woman! She's cute enough to get away with ordering three desserts! (That the girls would share, of course.)


We made it to the Crab Trap. Thankfully the Crab Trap made it through the last storm to pound the beach. It was love at first bite for Charlie three years ago. He would mention the restaurant a few times a year for the past three years and we finally made it there on Saturday. Just as he remembered...crab soup, hot crab dip, crab and shrimp dip, king crab, blue crab, Alaskan crab, Dungeness crab.


Charlie only got to stay for the weekend, as his exam writing called, and an empty house meant he could potentially get lots done. But, I can assure you we'll be back before the year's end. The sun, sand, and crab are too much to pass up.



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