Day 2 - Astoria to Bandon
It's pouring rain into the Columbia off our balcony this morning.
Russ takes part in a fantasy photo shoot.
A long, long time ago, I read a story by Jack London where he describes minus 40F as so cold that spit explodes into ice before it can hit the ground. Jack lied. It's clearly much, much colder here: below minus 60F, and spit is just spit.
The RV crowd can't pull over fast enough when they encounter the first opportunity for Myrtlewood.
The Tillamooksters want to make sure you can't miss their air museum. They are very proud.
As if there already aren't enough light houses on this coast.
Watchin' whales.
Jody has become very good about taking the wheel so Bobby can enjoy his KFC.
Downtown Coos Bay.
Snack of the day. Once you've had these, you'll never eat another brand. Really. Good thing they don't export to Canada.
Got a ball?
Did I mention photography is stupid?
And so it begins.
Ain't nuthin' like a day at the beach.
Last light Bandon - all is calm ..........
............. a little too calm - let's stir things up a bit.
Return to beach time is just far too exciting for a sheltie - my mind and body can't keep it all together.
Halloween strikes.
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