Sleep on the beach under the stars.

But in practice it was cloudy (coulnd’t really see many stars), it rained all night and the wind was so strong I thought we might blow away. Oh well, it was an experience to remember.

I was backpacking in Southern California and in those days, you could camp on the beach for 50 cents a night. I was doing fine, thank you, but the den mothers thought it horrible that I, a single girl, would be out alone. Ok, so the hot chocolate was good. I did finally pry myself away, but they insisted I sleep within site of their camp.

The area we were in had some amount of light polution, but the stars were still brilliant and the sound of the waves lulled me to sleep with their soft, dreamy roar.

the sand afterwards with a broome. We had sandflies as well as sand which made it uncomfortable but waking up with the stars overhead was magical especially since Broome hardly has any light polution, it was risky though as rangers do partol and can fine people $100.

The lake was at 7,000 feet elevation, so it got rather cold at night. My girlfriend and I shared two sleeping bags zipped together when we did this. We learned that sand and passionate activities are a bad mix. We also had the curious experience of being awakened in the middle of the night by a porcupine. At first we thought it was a small bear as it was approaching, but realized it’s true nature as it slowly ambled towards us. It passed within a few feet of us.

Spent a night sleeping under the stars in the Sahara desert last week. It was sandy, and there were stars. but it wasn’t really a beach so I can’t complete a goal. So close.