Morning over the campsite

The sun was barely up when we climbed out from our sadly dilapidated tent (I woke up the umphtieth time around 330 to one of the tent's inner pockets gently but constantly and rhythmically brushing my face due to the fact that the back half of the tent kind of collapsed over me). We headed over to a secluded piece of the national Seashore Park for this year's first baby sea turtle release. For moe info, here is the link at the Seashore's website..