camping at the beach
Royce Bair via Into The Night Photography
Had I been a professional photographer, this is what I would have been able to capture Saturday night at the beach. The sky was so inky blue, and the milky way stretched across it like an infinitely large and complex tapestry. I am so overwhelmed by the size of God when I see the vastness of the skies.
Christina and I made plans to hang out over the weekend. Her internship in DC is going well and we are thrilled to have her nearby. She and I spent a lazy Saturday floating around the pool. Brian thought this would be a great weekend to try out camping at Assateague Island, since we had the time and the gear. Christina and I were on board with it, so we packed up and headed out. Last-minute plans, forever our forte. :)
We arrived shortly before dusk and set up camp. In order to comply with park rules, Brian had to stay up all night and fish. He didn't have to actively fish, but he did have to remain awake and alert. Since Brian was fine with that plan, Christina and I inflated our queen-size mattress, set up the 10×10 screened in canopy, and prepped for a night of not-really-roughing-it camping.
And then, nighttime arrived. Glorious camping on the beach. I didn't think I was going to make it. The wind was strong enough to keep the mosquito net around our bed in turmoil, yet not strong enough to keep the mosquitos themselves away. I was hot and cold simultaneously, and the crashing waves were surprisingly loud! Christina fell asleep almost instantly (bless) so I grabbed a blanket and sat by the fire with Brian. We sat in the reclining chairs and talked about life, and apologized for squabbling at each other during the tent setup. And then we just sat there, admiring the fire and the stars and the ocean.
It was a long night, just from a lack of sleep standpoint, and I kept thinking "never again, never again" …and then oh how fair the morning broke.
I know I already posted this picture, but it is worth the repeat glance. As Christina and I rushed into the water at 4:30am I was overwhelmed by the beauty of the morning's sunrise. It was like God was reminding me of unfailing goodness and provision. "Great is his faithfulness; his mercies are new every morning" (Lamentations 3:23). I would almost consider camping again just for that revelation.
I went out for a solo run later in the morning. I got used to my board without having to consider my proximity to anyone else. I let the waves push me in and I got a good workout with all the paddling back out. My view of our camp setup was: Christina sitting in her chair soaking up the sun, and Brian and the dog taking advantage of our vacated blow-up mattress. We all got to do our thing. Later on that morning Christina went out for a swim, and a school of dolphins swam right past her! It was pretty awesome.
Some videos from our weekend:
We made it! Got the selfie to prove it! Until next time. ;)
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