Michigan Dunes Beach

We spent Sunday at the Michigan Warren Dunes and Beach. It was a great end to the summer for us. The minute I put Roan on the ground, he started trying to take his shirt off. To him, as long as his shirt is off, he can go swimming, regardless of his bottoms.

We tried to eat our yummy gourmet sandwiches that Choua and I made, but Roan kept creeping more and more towards the water. We try our best to teach him patience, but sometimes we fail.

Here are some beach pictures. All of these were just slightly adjusted in Lightroom. I just added a little bit of vibrance and then added the border, watermarked, and re-sized for the web. They are not the best quality pictures; simply snapshots. I wasn't too worried about my settings.





Someone had built a very nice castle (wish I would have gotten a before pic) here, but Roan knocked it down. He still gets a kick out of destroying things. We were unable to rebuild it.


Then we headed for The Dune! I don't think I did a good job of capturing just how intimidating it was to a Dad, a little boy, and a Mom with her camera and an old bag of bread. Don't ask, you'll know why later.

I was so proud of Roan. He attacked the dune with great fervor. He climbed...
...and climbed as much as his little body and lungs could take him.

Then he had to rest. He kept saying, "Hlease, hlease...helme", which is "Please, please...help me" in his language.


So Choua gave him some help.

One final rest before we got to the top.

Then it was back down to feed the seagulls as there were none to speak of at the top of the dune. I carried that bag of bread all the way up and back down that thing. Well, at least I didn't have to carry Roan too.

As usual, he found a stick and started to chase the birds.

Sunset...perfect ending!