Splashing around on Mothers Beach
Trip Start Jun 23, 2010
15Trip End Jul 30, 2010
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We drove past president Bush senior's summer home and Brett believes he also saw Jenna Bush jogging. We drove to downtown Kennebunk town and had a snack at the Crab Shack. While we were there a television crew rushed in to shoot a spot for Food Wars on Travel Channel. We didn’t hang around too long. Standing next to a busy street with two kids and a dog is too stressful and not really our scene.
Next we hit Mothers Beach for some fun in the sun. Of course I forgot the swim suits, but the kids still played in the sand. Dolly got a lot of exercise chasing her tennis ball in to the waves until the lifeguard informed us that dogs were not allowed between 9-5. In talking to a local we found that we could walk her around the protruding rocks to Middle beach. This was perfect! Literally fifty steps and Dolly and I were all alone and she ran to her hearts content. Watching a dog fetch against ocean waves is very entertaining. She hopped high in the air, like a dear over the waves to find her ball. She would swim back, shake off, and look to the ocean or more.
The kids had a wonderful time playing in the sand. When Cleo was younger she was terrified of the sand. She hated getting dirty. Now the sand is her friend and she cannot go to the beach without her bucket and shovel. All day was spent digging, carrying, flicking, pounding, sculpting, and protecting her sand creations from the surf and other children. Clayton enjoyed the sand but has not yet mastered sand tools. He spent the day running from the water to our blanket and back. He maneuvered his big yellow truck through the sand and water and over our backs and bellies while making engine sounds-veroommm verrooom.
It was an awesome afternoon; the sound of the ocean is always welcomed and appreciated by this family. I am happy to say, now that Cleo has overcome her fear of sand, we ALL love the ocean. I have to say, I have not met a local I haven’t liked thus far. I have found all "Mainers" to be very helpful, pleasant, happy people. After Dolly was finished playing in the water we tied her up at our Jeep which was conveniently parked in the parking lot at the top of the beach. She did not like this and chewed through her leach. We were out of ideas and about to pack up and go home when a lady approached. She said that she lived across the street and would walk back to her house to get a rope that Dolly couldn’t chew through. She returned with a wire rope and with the dog secure we spend several more wonderful hours at the beach.