How about a group volunteer project (beach clean-up, etc) followed by pizza and beer somewhere?

Howl at the Moon! Howl at the Moon!

I too was born in September, but I don't in any way acknowledge my birthdays as they arrive.

Though this has just reminded me that yesterday (or possibly tomorrow I can never remember which) my mom turned 50. 13 years too late she is finally old enough to be a grandma.

Grunion hunting!

I've always wanted to do that - or witness it.

Snipe hunting!

Like many things in life, the idea is much better than the reality.

Frankly, it's not all that great. grabbing sardines from the ocean and put them in a bucket to release them. I did it once as a kid, and the best part was stopping for donuts. :D

Mmmmmm...donuts.....

We once tried to attempt it using baseball bats in the baby seal tradition, but there was objection from others on the beach