It’s been vacation week. Now, I’m not the biggest fan of the beach in summer (I much prefer November and December), but we spent several hours on the beach at Nags Head because the family loves to. I loaded a Nikonos with a roll of Reala film and carried it on the environmental torture test.

I was especially glad I did not take the M8 when a young lady on a bellyboard caught me in the knees and put me on my back in the surf. No, dammit, I did not get a picture of her plowing in.

The one family photo in this gallery is my great nephew Ozzie--he’s the one in seersucker, doing the GQ thing. Anyway, here’s the way I kill time on the beach.