“Living at The Beach is Always Interesting,” I told a friend recently.  We had been sharing stories about how our towns celebrate summer events.  Now that I live in a beach, tourist community, my eyes have been opened to what it means to be a local.  Wow, I can’t say I’ve seen it all, but I could rattle off some hilarious stories.

Having thousands of acres of white sand as well as a one mile long boardwalk, and literally hundreds of bars, clubs and restaurants to enjoy, make my small tourist beach town a destination for throngs of visitors during the summer season.

Families can be seen setting up their umbrellas early in the morning, to capture the “Best” spot for both waves and sun.  Kids play in the sand and adults – young and old – play volleyball and other games.  It’s a place for fun.

I enjoy a walk on the beach in the early morning hours before the throngs of tourists invade the sands.  Like most, I also enjoy strolling or jogging along the boardwalk.Then , one day while taking my normal walk, I saw something that stopped me in my tracks.  As I looked at this device, I realized that even our wonderful beach environment was not perfect.  Sure we have ramps and curb ramps, to make navigating easier for the physically challenged. [Tweet “How do you navigate a sandy beach in a wheelchair?”]That seemed to be an insurmountable obstacle, at least until now.

There on the boardwalk was a wheel chair, but not just any wheelchair.  As you can see, this one was specifically designed to allow its occupant much easier access to areas his body would no longer permit.  Unique, was my thought as I approached this new and different machine.  I was amazed at the design and wanted to know more, but the owner was not to be found.

I spent a few minutes looking at the treads and the placement of the motor and batteries.  I found it to be a fantastic device.  Whoever used this machine could go where most others with similar situations could not.

Then I felt the normal pang of hesitancy as I walked away.  I am in great physical shape.  I have my limbs, eyes, hearing, etc.  This person did not.  But he did have tracks.  Tracks that would allow him to go where others could not.

It was another wonderful day living at the beach.

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