Monday, September 15, 2008
Stone Harbor
Stone Harbor is on the very end of the Garden State Parkway. When giving people directions, it's simply 'go to the very end of the highway and you're there.' I believe the part of the parkway we get on is somewhere in the 2-300's and then we drive down to exit ten. My family has been going there for as long as i can remember. It is filled with mini golf, the fudge store, hermit crabs, springer's homemade ice cream (which has the longest lines known to man on any given summer night) and of course the beach. As a child, the waves seemed HUMONGOUS. However, as we have all gotten progessivly older (and apprantly wiser) we have found that the waves weren't as large as originally thought. "We" involves quite a few people- 12 to be exact. That number is complied of my family: my parents, my younger brother and sister and i. The other seven come from our closest family friends. There's the parents, two sets of twins and a child in the middle (all girls). We used to rent a house all together but as we got older and bigger, each family got their own home. Boogie boarding was THE thing to do growing up. Skim boarding also became popular for my brother and the middle child in the other family. Actually, each family lines up perfectly. There is myself and my best friends, twins sarah and katie. Then there is my brother, sam and the middle child in the Biggart's family, Meg. Then my sister lines up perfectly (in age as we all do) with the younger set of twins, Susan and Amy. This set up has worked nicely as each age group has a playmate.
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i live 10 minutes from stone harbor. my dad builds houses there. i live in wildwood crest. you should see stone harbor in the winter. sooooo dead. ghost town.
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