Beach Day!

Well, we hit 90 here in the Pacific Northwest, and that is a circumstance that is enough to make a grown man cry. Even if he doesn't have MS. So... my girl and I hit the beach.

I particularly appreciated the gutsy lady in the two piece situated next to us. Good for you, lady.  Let it all hang out.

We had to walk from the distant parking lot to the beach.  I was a little tingly, but mostly fine.  Not bad for a 90 degree day.