One of the oddest, most intriguing things I saw on the beach in Arcata over the weekend wasn't the carcasses of two dead seals. They were the nastiest.
No, on Trindad Beach on Monday, the boys and I took off down the sand looking for adventure. They saw rock that looked like a big, fat lady. I found roses strewn about the beach. Which got me thinking -- why were they there? Were they remnants of a beach wedding, or a Viking funeral? I'll never know. But I will always remember their beauty. Here's one look
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