I arrived at the beach to discover my three intent on completing an elaborate sand kingdom. There were four campers helping them this time. I grabbed my towel and laid it on the sand in a shady section. I stretched out my legs, leaned back and watched. It wasn’t many minutes before general swim time…

“What are you up to next?” Father asked. ”We have plans to camp out on Little Indian this evening.” I gave Father a ghoulish grin. “Oh reaaaaalllly?” Father’s eye brows shot up with surprise. “Yup. The kids’ idea. Not mine.” “I wondered. You don’t relish the concept of sleeping in a tiny tent on uneven…