Whitehouse Beach

The beach has been a constant staple since I've been about 17. Many, many camps and picnics have happened here over the last 15 years. We had originally planned to camp this weekend, but for various reasons decided to demote it to a picnic and bbq. We spent about six hours hanging out next to the river; it was a lovely, boozy afternoon and evening. We walked home with torches in the dark, and a couple of us stopped for a two-song dance along the trail. Best disco I've ever been to.