Well, not quite. Piled up in a corner at the campground above the beach. We love the state campground. It means there aren’t parking spaces at “our” beach, which in turn means a less-crowded beach. When we walked today around 3 pm, there weren’t even half a dozen people we could see (for a few miles in each direction!) It was about 70, sunny, light breeze — couldn’t be better.
I have no idea what these barrels are for. Their form and varied surface colors and textures beckoned me. Fire pits? Maybe. A pile of them is pretty seductive.