Back to the beach for one last flip-flop search. I found 3 different single shoes
(with teeth marks in them) in the dunes before I found my own (luckily not chewed up yet) way up the hill in a clearing of grass. It was definitely the foxes who stole the shoe!
After the walk, we headed to crown point to meet g Linda and g Barry for lunch- and asher's departure to champain. He wasn't sad at all (we were).
It was a long/quiet drive back to aa- where boxes of ikea furniture were waiting for us.