I was at the “beach” over Memorial Day weekend. enjoying the sun, sand and surf. (Though the music was a bit too loud and pounding for my taste.) I watched the hundreds of beach-clad bodies pretending they were at the ocean.
Fugitive Beach was formed from what was once a rock quarry on Highway 72 South. Developers have reclaimed a huge hole in the ground to give swimmers a seaside experience.
The 25-acre quarry is bounded on one side by a rock cliff and surrounded by a wide sandy beach, water slides, high jumps, picnic pavilions, volleyball courts, kayaks, a bar and grill, and beach shop.
With the addition of a few seagulls and the piped in sound of waves splashing onto the “shore,” I could close my eyes and believe I was a kid back at Beverly Beach.
The weekend was Coco’s birthday (#7) and Fugitive Beach was her choice for the day. Best of all it’s just several miles from our farm house. I’m think at that distance, our place might qualify as beach property as well as a farm site.