After a seafood lunch we headed out to Ft De Soto Park:
Gavin didn't notice the shells at first, but I was in awe:
A large band of shells ran down the entire beach:
Once Gavin noticed the shells he had fun finding these large ones:
The sand here was compacted and firm. So much so that a couple kids were bike riding on the beach:
The water was cold, but Gavin didn't mind:
the sand looked a little dirty in places but upon closer inspection it was tiny broken up shells that change the sand color:
cookies in bed before we left Sunday morning:
