The Jersey Shore

Murphy and new buddy, Rayne

I’m writing this now because it has been a while, and so I can remember where the heck we went!  We visited the Jersey Shore over Memorial Day Weekend – we essentially looked for a place to hunker down and avoid the crowds, and one of my closest friends in the world happens to live near Long Beach Island.  So we parked Moby in the Long Beach Island RV Resort, near Barnegut, and drove back and forth to the towns on LBI, a long barrier island off the coast of New Jersey.  We also spent some time near my friend, Sarah’s hometown of Medford where there is a 20-acre dog park with many fields and streams.  Murphy had a blast there.  He also experienced his first swim in the ocean and in a bay – loved it.  The ocean waves didn’t seem to phase him!

Skipper's Seafood - sight not seen in Colorado!

Being at the shore reminded me of years spent south of there with family 12 years in a row for two-week summer visits.  Salt water taffy, the smell of the ocean, the diesel fumes from the bumper cars, shrink-wrapped packages of shells in the surf shops, sand in the toes.  And the seafood.  Loved it. The Barnegat area is know for harvesting scallops, so I partook of said critters wherever possible.  One evening, we picked some up from Skipper’s Seafood on Route 72, took them back to the RV park and Chris cooked them up in a pan with garlic and lemon and a bit o’ ginger.  Words cannot express.