Arthur's Birthday at Lily Beach

After some birthday muffins and present opening (I couldn't believe my odds at finding an ant apron on-island), we load up the truck and head for a camp-out on Lily Beach.

It's a gorgeous day and we set up camp right beside the water. The beach is a big wash-out carved between the cliffside, with the ocean slamming into one side and a calm tidal pool on the other. We splash around a bit and during the couple-in-front-the-ocean shot I'm almost complete subsumed by Arthur's ginormous hat.

At nightfall we get the fire going, and soon the moon sheds some light on us, too. We cook up a mighty feast including some locally caught wahoo (yeah, that's the legit name).

In the morning we wander along the nearby boardwalk, and I take a shot of the coast line from under Arthur's ginormous hat. A brown booby (yeah, that's the legit name) looks on.