Back in Port Angeles, we took a day to relax and play some pickleball, then it was out again the next day. We drove the hour and a half out to Rialto Beach to take Zyla to the Pacific Ocean. Dad came with us and got to deal with all the fun of having a little baby. As soon as we got there, Jacqueline had to feed Zyla so we went out to
the beach. This was not one of the nicer days in Washington, but we were going to make due. It was in the mid-60s and a little bit breezy. We walked some driftwood logs to get that out of our system since I wouldn't be doing it with the baby. We got the ladies when they were done feeding and once again I got to carry the little one. I enjoyed doing this, though, it was definitely more of a workout then normal. She seemed pretty happy in her Bjorn and we were off to hike down the beach. We had no itinerary, but knew that Hole in the Wall was only a mile and a half away. T
his was a new experience for Jacqueline also as she had never been to a Northwest beach as far as I knew. I always think back to the Henry Weinhard's commercial where a bunch of guys are sitting by a big driftwood log. They see a lady walking far away very bundled up. They throw a beach ball her way as the wind takes it for a ride. Then the announce
r says, "Nothing like a Northwest beach to keep the Henry's cold." It is a perfect example of what it was like. We had fun walking around near the driftwood, through the sand, avoiding the waves and sometime getting hit by them when my oblivious wife was not paying attention and I would run into her. There was quite a large number of people out from various different recreation interests. There wer
e campers, backpackers, casual hikers like us, and people who looked like they had not hiked in many years. It was cool for Jacqueline to see all the durable rock that stood out in the ocean waters. I am still impressed that years of the waves pounding on these rocks still have not taken them down. Well we made it to Hole in the Wall. We could not go farther because the tide was in making it only possible to go farther if we went up and around. That was not going
to happen with the little baby attached to me. The way back was much cooler. We were now walking into the wind and it seemed the temperature dropped about ten degrees. Jacqueline forgot to bring much of Zyla's gear with us, so she was hungry and probably in need of a diaper change. By the end of the hike back she got fussy which made her parents concern. But back in the warm car and a good feeding put her in a better mood for the long ride home. We were happy that we got to bring Zyla to the Pacific Ocean even if it was a little bit too cold for her to take a dip in the water on this day. There would be plenty of time for her in the future, though.
Back in Port Angeles, we took a day to relax and play some pickleball, then it was out again the next day. We drove the hour and a half out to Rialto Beach to take Zyla to the Pacific Ocean. Dad came with us and got to deal with all the fun of having a little baby. As soon as we got there, Jacqueline had to feed Zyla so we went out to 
the beach. This was not one of the nicer days in Washington, but we were going to make due. It was in the mid-60s and a little bit breezy. We walked some driftwood logs to get that out of our system since I wouldn't be doing it with the baby. We got the ladies when they were done feeding and once again I got to carry the little one. I enjoyed doing this, though, it was definitely more of a workout then normal. She seemed pretty happy in her Bjorn and we were off to hike down the beach. We had no itinerary, but knew that Hole in the Wall was only a mile and a half away. T
his was a new experience for Jacqueline also as she had never been to a Northwest beach as far as I knew. I always think back to the Henry Weinhard's commercial where a bunch of guys are sitting by a big driftwood log. They see a lady walking far away very bundled up. They throw a beach ball her way as the wind takes it for a ride. Then the announce
r says, "Nothing like a Northwest beach to keep the Henry's cold." It is a perfect example of what it was like. We had fun walking around near the driftwood, through the sand, avoiding the waves and sometime getting hit by them when my oblivious wife was not paying attention and I would run into her. There was quite a large number of people out from various different recreation interests. There wer
e campers, backpackers, casual hikers like us, and people who looked like they had not hiked in many years. It was cool for Jacqueline to see all the durable rock that stood out in the ocean waters. I am still impressed that years of the waves pounding on these rocks still have not taken them down. Well we made it to Hole in the Wall. We could not go farther because the tide was in making it only possible to go farther if we went up and around. That was not going
to happen with the little baby attached to me. The way back was much cooler. We were now walking into the wind and it seemed the temperature dropped about ten degrees. Jacqueline forgot to bring much of Zyla's gear with us, so she was hungry and probably in need of a diaper change. By the end of the hike back she got fussy which made her parents concern. But back in the warm car and a good feeding put her in a better mood for the long ride home. We were happy that we got to bring Zyla to the Pacific Ocean even if it was a little bit too cold for her to take a dip in the water on this day. There would be plenty of time for her in the future, though.
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