Crabby

One last summer trip to the cabin.

Matt threatened to take the children home a day early because their behavior has not been pleasant.

Biked from South Beach to the bridge to the Hatfield beach on the bay and back again. Stopping in at the brewery for lunch.

Found these crabs at the Hatfield beach on the bay.

I rode a very old Schwinn 10-speed. Nice to look at. Not as comfortable as my normal wheels.

Grandpa is a great host at the cabin. Poor guy has to put up with our crabby-ness.

Gotta go roast S'mores. Ciao!