Beach Emergency

I used to tease my sister for having a back up beach bag in her car with a bathing suit, towel and sunscreen. For a grown up waterbaby, who finds such comfort in open bodies of water, a beach emergency is a real thing.

But the other day, It happened to me. A friend in Pitt Meadows where I work invited me to a favourite spot of ours in Maple Ridge at a lake after work. The minimum half hour detour it would have taken to get home and back would have killed the daylight. I had a beach emergency! I have tubes, a crazy carpet, and two camping chairs in my trunk, just in case, because you never know when your sense of adventure will kick in. But now, the beach bag will have to be added.