Half Moon Bay is entirely too crowded on the weekends. By the time we left, the line of cars coming in was miles long. Fuck that noise.
The face of an addict.
Tomorrow; Fort Funston. Which is hard to argue that it sounds like a fun place.
It’s a bit warm today.
I’m just not feeling it today. So, no grand adventures. Just ball. I feel we should play in the mud tomorrow though. Before our afternoon grooming appointment.
The keys to finding an isolated beach are; having a truck and a willingness to scale cliffs.
Just the best time ever NBD.
Too many balls to choose from.
Ducks fleeing Digby.