For some reason, every time our Dad could not find something, he’d say ‘It must have been in that box we forgot on the beach’. Huh? Seriously? Even as little kids we would have noticed a box sitting all by itself on the beach!
On our recent trip to Alaska [yes, all four of us sisters went again!] we stood there and chuckled about ‘the box on the beach’. With all the items that were in that box over the years, it would have had to be shipping crate size by the time we actually moved away from the homestead. But, wait for it, what if one opened a collectibles store and called it ‘The Box on the Beach’ ? You would have to be near a beach, and have a sign explaining. Be crazy. Then again, we often are, and we had a lot of giggles thinking about the possibilities!
The day of this picture, we had to leave after our picnic lunch because a stiff wind came up. Definitely that brought with it many memories from our childhood. This time we had to ferry out to the boat via a small zodiac and that was a challenge as the waves grew. Especially for the eldest sis [me] who is decidedly less agile AND had seriously wrenched a leg a couple days earlier. If someone had made a video, I’m sure we could have gotten a prize for it [or at least scared ourselves and families!] 
Here we are shortly before our quick departure! Rose, Denise, Linda, Jeff, Nancy, Ruth.
Pat, Caroline & young son Huxley joined us for our picnic, and Patrick was VERY helpful getting us all back out to the boat. You can see the waves starting to build in the background.