The morning after the wedding we loaded ’em up bright and early and headed to the beach. A favorite spot of mine and Mr. D’s — the Warren Dunes in Michigan.
You can read the post from that trip here. We had a great time climbing the dunes, and jumping down them, and hiking, and swimming and hanging out with some dear friends of ours.
I shared several of the pictures from that trip in previous posts. However, I didn’t share some of the “best” shots of the activities we experienced that day at the beach.
Here’s the behind the scenes/photos story:
then suddenly our group is pulled into the ritual and begins to participate with in this odd, yet fun behavior….
They begin to smear mud on themselves and each other. Tribal symbols are created — like war paint on their bodies.
It’s not a testosterone thing — or an age thing that only the young partake in. Oh no. Gender and age have no boundaries in this crazy ritual.
Painting completed — they walk out of the clay river bed and proceed to walk down the beach — a tribe united.