Beachcombing Buffs Mugs

'Typical male: Too proud to ask for directions or take advice! Look at us now!'

Check out the nice crawdads I have in the bait bucket, George.

Holiday time.

Desert Island Meals.

"I know I'm a little early, but sometimes I need a break from that dreadfully cold weather."

"Once upon a midnight dreary / while I pondered weak and weary."

"That’s great, but where’s the Frisbee?!"

Beach Barbecue

"I never thought turning eighty would be so much fun!"

Try me/try me/try me...

Periscope spies beautiful water-skier.

'The new lad's collecting shells again boss.'

Bathing-men attend to women on the french coast

"And then, when I feel like a rum punch and breaded shrimp, I can just swim to Tony’s Trattoria."

Honey remember what I said about feeding the birds.

'It must be the dead sea.'

"Jeepers, I didn't know anything could gets so hot!"

Hey, I think I found something. Heavy metal detector.

'If that's a proposal, I accept!'

"I need a holiday that guarantees perfect weather, good beaches and romance!"

'There is no point in leaving civilization, because civilization will not leave you.'

'You can stick your filthy shell. I'm listening to the Arctic Monkeys.'

"Yeah, that's right. I'm the sandman. Where did you think I was getting my sand all these years?"

Waiting for a turn to swim.

"1. Flimsig used pallets, old foam 2. Stinkum goat wool 3. Beetup recycled lumber 4. Riskig kerosene lamp 5. Stupor hand blown by Nils 6. Smokum found on beach in Mendocino 7. Woblig 100% driftwood"

Segregated Beach

He has his own peculiar problems whether casting from the beach or from a boat.

"I said isn't it great to get away from it all."

Lighthouse Hammock.

"Then he suggested we go to a leash optional beach."

"Hey! I've got audio but no visual!"

"...it's another metal detector."

A Poem about Sand

Feeling for shells

'Beach snowman.'