On the weekend of June 26 and 27 the usual suspects headed off to the Washington Coast for some good times in the sun and surf.
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(Click on any of the photos below to see the larger version.)
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Old Pop Turnbull signals the beginning of the festivities with the taking of the traditional nap. |
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Why are these women smiling? |
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The intoxication of the clear ocean air brings about a spontaneous yoga exhibition. |
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If you're a Real Man (or dog) you take a dip in the ocean. "It's not that bad!" |
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A demonstration of how nine people can play scrabble at the same time. |
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JT takes the "parallelogram chair" down for its final ride. |
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A pair of Pelicans salute the end of the day. |
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No campfire would be complete without a little party guitar. |
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The campfire activities became just a little bit competitive. |
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Our nomination for the world's worst mascot name. |
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