Day 34 - Bandon, Table Rock Beach

They also cook and sell their crab too - and yes we did get one.

Wendy contemplates crab. mmmmmMMMMMMMmmmmmmm crab.

Every year, there is a contest to spot the first xmas tree. Wendy wins.

It's beginning to look a lot like .......... nope - too early - don't even want to say it.

Russ attempts the grand descent to the beach at Table Rock.

Once again, we face up to the World-Famous Hall of Mirrors Staircase at Table Rock. No-one has ever made it to the bottom.

Our linger time today is limited by the impending storm.

However, there is always time for a game of stick.

The sand at Bandon is Emma's favourite in all the world. And there is some very nice sand on the other beaches we've visited these past few weeks.

Wendy and Emma contest their still-nameless contest of wills.

Meanwhile, the ocean attempts to breach the lame defenses of Table Rock.

The storm is brewing - and we pick up some big splats of wind driven rain.

Russ finds the perfect hide out zone - not a drop shall reach him here.

False hope. Trump wins. A storm is coming.

It's suddenly getting very dark - the skies are irritated.

The last lost souls on the beach.

Looking towards the dangerous Bandon bar at the Coquille River. The fog horns are groaning.

Really, could someone turn off this wind machine - how's a girl to keep her hair in check?.

The Bandon Ducks water polo team is out for a feed. The impending threat of storms doesn't concern them in the slightest.

Pre storm in Bandon town.

By the time we get up to Ray's grocery - the drops are falling. They are very bad drops - falling all over the very nice people out on Veteran's Day showing support for their local heroes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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