Point No Point

On Monday, I drove Danny and Chris (Brock and Sonny too) up north to Point No Point.  The weather was weird (semi-sunny and humid/muggy) and I thought it might be the best opportunity for us to take a stroll on the beach. 

View to West of Point No Point

Driftwood castle

On a clear day - you can see Seattle just over the rock

The driftwood reminded me of a sea monster

Darn wieny kept looking away from me

Chris and Broccoli

Don't worry - Be happy!

He was lovin' it

Sonny being difficult

Point No Point Lighthouse

We had a great walk down the beach and back.  When we were almost back to our starting point, I just happened to look out at the right moment and see a grey whale's tail surface and go back into the water.  Danny and Chris just missed it, so we stood there watching for a bit and ended up seeing what I think was a small pod of greys.  It was pretty neat, and I gave myself a little pat-on-the-back for taking them up there and being able to see something like that.

The patting-of-the-back quickly stopped and became more of a slapping-on-the-forehead when we got back to the car and I reached in my jacket pocket for my keys.

No keys.

Panic set in and I began seeing "WTF!?!" flashing in my head (and certainly not in a what the feedback way).  I knew my keys weren't in the car, because I couldn't have locked it otherwise.  And I distinctly remembered turning around and re-locking the car once we hit the beach - just to be sure.  

Danny and Chris decided they would retrace our steps, while I stayed there with the pups.  The poor dogs were so thirsty and Brock had spit all over hisself.  Of course - the towels and water were in the car.  

Score two more points for Lauren.

I think Brock and Sonny shared my thoughts about the whole debacle.  We sat down on a bench to wait and they were so embarrassed - they wouldn't even look at me. 

Embarrassed childrens

I also text Ryan to tell him what happened.  

Our conversation went something like...

Me: I lost my keys on Point No Point.

Ryan: Are you kidding me?

Me: No. I wish.

Ryan: Lauren, you are kidding me right?

Me: I would not joke with you about something like this... For this long.

Ryan: Let me know when you find them.

Me: I hope I get to do that.

Not too much time went by and I heard the glorious and familiar meep meep of the Forester unlocking.  Some other beach-goers had found my keys in the sand right where we had decided to turn around.  We think that when we were climbing over/under some of the massive drift wood, that my keys fell out and we didn't hear them hit the sand.

Talk about an interesting and unintentionally-over-interesting trip to the beach.

Take Luck,

LP