Camping on a private beach on a pacific island=snorkeling for garibaldi, paddle boarding(even if we didn’t stand up), kayaking, swimming, dock jumping, trail hiking, sunrise watching, buffalo hunting, amazing food eating, 11 hour ocean sailing, campfire storytelling, canvas tent sleeping, hammock daydreaming, midnight beach strolling, tree rope swinging… We could write a novel about what a magical trip this was. Buffalo Beach at White’s Landing is such a cute little spot. It really was a dream. We are overwhelmed by the love shown to us by this family away from family (clients turned friends!), who welcome us into their lives and love us despite our weirdness. We can’t wait for next year!!