What happens when you are on vacation in San
Carlos with kids and a hurricane hits across the Sea of Cortez
on Baja? You get wind, rain, clouds, high
seas and two stir-crazy monkeys who have spent most of the day jumping on the
bed and want nothing more from life than to jump some more until one of them falls
off the bed and breaks their head... Hey, I should make up a nursery rhyme
about that!
But to keep them from breaking their heads, we took the kids
for a walk along the ocean. It is amazing how little there is to do here when
the kids cannot get into the pool or the ocean because of an inconvenient
hurricane. While we were at the ocean,
we came upon Bernie the Seal. The day before the hurricane
arrived, we piled up lots of rocks on the seaward side of the seal to keep the dearly departed from being swept back out to sea. It was
successful until a hurricane high tide moved in and gave Bernie a ride into sequel history.
As we were walking along the shore, my wife sniffed and
commented that something smelled really, really bad. I had
noticed the smell but had dismissed it and was heading for where the seal should have been stinking everything up when I heard my wife comment and turned around and
looked down in some rocks and there was Bernie.
I whipped out the camera and captured the moment.
I love the contrasting expressions: Bryce is having the time of his life, Isabelle thinks the seal is sleeping, and mommy is trying to figure out how to explain death to a three year old...
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