4th

To commemorate me getting a cold, feeling like poo and staying in on a Saturday night, I've decided to post some photos of the 4th of July. AM and I were invited to NJ's cousins house for the festivities. Due to some family matters NJ was not able to make it, so AM and I decided that we both still wanted to go to the coast. We were told lots of people would be there. Well, that was not entirely true. It ended up being NJ's family and AM and I. They were way cool though. A free place to stay, more food than necessary and hundreds of dollars in fireworks. My only priority was to chill out and roast (inflame) tons of marshmallows. It was a good 4th.







It was the only shell of color. But why orange?


Pointing at living sea things. Yeah, I'm a bit dorky.



How does one truly enjoy/experience the Oregon coast? By wading in the freezing Pacific until you can't feel your toes and they turn bright pink.


What is that? Seriously, I have no idea. Is it a crab of some sort???


I'm attracted to taking photos of interesting looking dead things. This time, some beach creature getting eaten by sand flees.





Bonfire on the beach. Raging.



Prior to the torturing of marshmallows.







The last batch of fire blazing marshmallow goodness. Count 'em, 20 in total!