Beach Day: Port Aransas

Day 152

On the way out of the RV park and to the beach visitors still see remnants of Harvey. The debris line in the picture consists of furniture, freezers, washers, dryers and a myriad of other things. The grassy knoll prior to the beach trapped the trash as the storm surge retreated. This theme is common in the area. For nearly three months the entire focus has been to clean up the streets and get businesses back up and running. Plod on through the debris and the beach looks as clean as can be.

It's early in the morning with temps in the mid 70's. This really will be the last day we have to just lounge around a build up another layer of tan color before our return trip north. Ninety three million miles away a giant ball of gas is burning to keep our legs warm.

Although we enjoy the blistering heat our faithful companion needs some shade. This guy is always wearing a black sweater and prefers the colder temps. Yes, that is a beach towel for the dog. No, I don't know why Katie insisted he needed his own towel. 
The hours pass by and the heat is making things uncomfortable. Time to head in for lunch and then back to Port Aransas. Our title company for the new house is claiming the earnest money check must have been "lost in the mail". A sorry excuse for their inability to perform their duties.

Everything in town was affected by the hurricane. The post office is still closed and undergoing it's re-model. Sounds of hammers and saws fill the air with a sense of re-building spirit. Adjacent to the damaged building is the temporary post office. Life must go on.

A huge temporary landfill being cleared out

With the check business out of the way it's back to doing what we do best. The dog is dropped off with Roo and we head west in search of lagoon water. Our kayaks get dumped into the bay  surrounding Padre Island. Swift currents make it a difficult paddle.  Along with it comes a southward breeze and the kayak trip isn't all that enjoyable. A few fish jump out of the water with keen pelicans waiting for their chance. Just another day in Corpus Chrisit, just another day for us.