The last time I camped at McGrath State Beach, I tagged along with my sisters' Girl Scout troop as I was too young to join. Needless to say, my memory of it was spotty. We were joined by friends and enjoyed time at camp and on the beach, taking the long route to get around the nesting American Least Terns.
Trees were climbed.
New friends were made.
But the best place may have been right here in the hammock, rigged up with a string that lead back to the hammock allowing this occupant to swing without much effort.