October 2, 2021
Bete Gris, MI
We just had to stop at the beach. They say the sand sings – or rather it squeaks if you kick at it. Unfortunately, it must be dry to do this. And it is just beginning to rain as we get there. So the only singing is my own.
Gob takes a quick splash and chases the waves before we continue our trip.
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