Mark and I still had a little time left before we had to head back to Portland, so Uncle Robert took us to see the small beach they'd found near the rental house.
I had no idea that Totman Cove even existed! Turns out, we could have gone here when we stayed at the other rental house a few years ago, too. Oh well.
We wandered around a little bit. It was low tide, so the water was really far out and pretty shallow.
The sand had neat ripples from the waves.
You could walk pretty far out and still only be in up to your knees.
We stopped at Otto's to grab some pizza when we got back to Portland, then hung out, watched some Olympics, finished packing, and went to bed. We managed to get to bed at a fairly reasonable hour, which made the early (4am!) alarm a little easier to deal with. Thankfully, our Airbnb was only a few minutes from the airport. We dropped off the rental car, zipped through security, and by 6am...
We made it back on time, and I even had time for another nap after we got home and before I had to be at work that afternoon. Working 3-11 after getting up at 4am made for a very long day, but the extra sleep definitely helped. Aside from the frustrating start, it had been a very fun weekend!