We got back this afternoon from an absolutely fantastic weekend of camping in the San Juan islands, enjoying the beauty of nature and the company of good friends. We played on the beach (and laid on the beach), laughed around the campfire, caught a couple of beautiful sunsets, and fell in the love with the tiny little paradise that is Shaw Island. Scenes from the weekend:
Our approach to the island. The anticipation builds…
We set up camp on Friday evening and decided around 8:30 that we’d try to jet across the island to catch the sunset. We made it just in the nick of time as we came across this little bay and west-facing view.
Saturday was a day to play and be lazy. I spent much of the afternoon lounging in the sand with the ladies, while the boys played on the beach, skipping rocks, hitting rocks, and overturning them to see what kinds of little marine life might lie underneath (boys will be boys…).
That night we caught another beautiful sunset, then spent the rest of the evening sitting around the campfire, munching on s’mores, chatting and laughing, and enjoying the sound of the waves crashing on the beach adjacent to our campsite.
It was truly a perfect weekend in the woods – we are already talking about our next trip back, hoping this voyage to the island is something we can instate as an annual tradition. It will be nice to sleep in my own bed tonight, but man, I will miss the sound of the ocean as I drift off to sleep…
