Sand Challenge and Beach Cleanup done. I kicked ass. I was in the top three, at least. One bastard effortlessly longjumped right past my lead. Only a few inches, but he just did it. I had to work hard to get that far.
I ate it on one dune. I'm uncomfortable sandy.
On the cleanup, I found:
• 1 squash, whole
• 100s of tiny ziplocks
• 1 larger baggy of questionable content
Too hazy for beaching it. But, I forgot my wallet. The $1.87 in my ashtray isn't quite enough for a fun morning on 2nd street. Home it is.
It's 11:20, but I still haven't decided on my plan. The relatives sounded tired and zonked when I called. Maybe another time...
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