Wednesday, July 30, 2008

long beach...

...the rest of the story.

when jas & the girls got back to the motel they didn't feel like talking (surprising, right?). all i got was that they ended up calling a tow truck and it took him about 2 minutes to get them out of the sand. in the morning (well later that morning) after the girls woke up i heard more of the story.

so they got all comfortable on the beach with chairs, blankets and the dogs. the fire was blazing and they settled in enjoy themselves. jas went to gather some more wood and about that time they realized that the tide was coming in. jas went to move the car while the girls ate chips, played with fire and hung out some more with the dogs. they did start to worry when he was gone for a while a didn't come back. the girls both thought they heard jason whistle but dismissed it as their imaginations, then they heard his whistle again...and still ignored it. once it got REALLY dark they decide to put the fire out and go find jas. he wasn't where he said he would be, instead he was stuck in the sand about 10 feet from the start of the road. and so the girls were told to start digging. they soon discovered that the bottom of the car was resting on a rock. they (kial says SHE) found some big logs to push under the tires to help lift the van.

for hours (4 to be exact) they dug in the sand and moved the car by tiny fractions. ceb told me she was silently weeping because she cold and tired and sore but she was afraid to cry out loud because she knew jason was not in the right frame of mind to deal with it (he in fact said he told her not to say one word to him). jas thought seriously about just letting the ocean claim the van. kial was so tired she almost feel asleep digging...but she kept plodding along.

way after ceb suggested it jas FINALLY called the tow truck. (ceb said she wished i had gone because i would have called a tow truck within the first hour.) they were about 5 feet from the road at that point and he had realized they could not move the car any further. the tow truck driver had a hard time finding them but once he did it took him about 2 minutes (and $80) to get them onto the road.

the next day after a little bit of sleep and breakfast we ventured back to the beach and parked SAFELY on the road. as we sat in our chairs flying our pirate kite and just enjoying the sun, sand and amazing view jas commented that this is all he wanted all along.
he asked me when we were going again. he wants me to plan it and of course we will be avoiding driving on the beach.

3 comments:

Jaime said...

What a story. I had to laugh that it took Jason so long to call the tow truck, what a man. ;) the girls were troopers though, and it sounds like you were pretty patient with the whole thing.

Shannon said...

well...at least it all ended happy! I am amazed that Jason is looking forward to another trip. I think Kurt would say: never again! :)

kelly said...

4 HOURS??!!!
men...