We finally made it Crane Beach in Ipswich. I have been wanting to go there for some time now. It was a beautiful beach, the sand was perfect, the view was wonderful, everything was clean and the weather could not have been more amazing.
Berkeley had no fear of the big bad ocean; we got to the beach, we sat down and he walked right to the ocean, right into the ocean and wasn't planning on stopping in the 55 degree water until my dad stopped him. At times he would be sitting in the water shivering and I would take him to our chairs to dry him off and attempt to engage him with sand toys, but he would take off to the water within minutes.
Papa Bill had fun playing in the sand with his favorite grandson. Isn't this picture adorable?
After running around on the beach for over 3 hours (nothing relaxing about chasing this little guy) he was done. He was walking on the beach and literally just fell over he was so tired.
We did however pack up and make it to the Crane Estate just up the hill from the beach.
The gates were closing, but the man was nice enough to let us go look around for a few minutes. The grounds were amazing and the views were even better. The owners had all the trees removed from the castle to the beach. Isn't that somethin'?
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