The weather broke just as we got to the beach which allowed us to have the best time riding horses on the beach and into the bay. Dad didn't understand Twain the first time when he asked if we wanted to run, but once we figured it out - man was that fun flying down the beach. Unfortunately, Dad was not able to keep up with Jane Gray who won the race. Sweet Meg was content to follow at a nice paced canter. We started walking into the bay and just kept going. What a great experience.
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