There's a beach in Oregon that I've been going to since I was little. I started climbing the sand dunes when I was in third grade and haven't stopped; just found more difficult paths. So many good memories have been made here; splashing in the ocean with my family, celebrating my birthday with a sandy picnic on the beach, splitting a tiramisu with beer soaked lady-fingers with my dad, making new friends as we climb treacherous paths. It's a place I've been wanting to take him but hadn't gotten the chance to yet.
I've always wanted to do a follow me photo, and of course with us it's a little switched from the stereotypical version. This is our first, adventuring through the dunes of Cape Kiawanda, hand in hand, enjoying the gorgeous coast. Since it actually came out looking decent, there will most likely be more. Maybe one in Boston while we stroll through the city, or Mt. Hood as we spend the day shredding the mountain, or a big party with all our friends and family and rings to replace our promise rings.
I've always wanted to do a follow me photo, and of course with us it's a little switched from the stereotypical version. This is our first, adventuring through the dunes of Cape Kiawanda, hand in hand, enjoying the gorgeous coast. Since it actually came out looking decent, there will most likely be more. Maybe one in Boston while we stroll through the city, or Mt. Hood as we spend the day shredding the mountain, or a big party with all our friends and family and rings to replace our promise rings.