Case in point--early in March (during the Tsunami in Japan to be exact, although we didn't know about it at the time) a gal pal and I decided to make a get-away to the central Oregon coast.
Our trip started and ended with an all-out-gorge-fest at the Otis Cafe:
And then the gorging--got a bit out of hand:
Note that the brownies were 'evil'. . . but I must state for the record that evil never tasted so good!
Even frolicking on the beach late at night in the wind and rain is fun:
Beach combing brings it's inherent risks and surprise--I mean--just look at what can wash up out of the water:
It was easy to find the old 'Sea Hag':
Yep! Right where I left her:
Meeting new friends is always fun:
And so is shopping for just the right beach look. . .
It was hard to ride off into the sunset after such a great trip. . . but I have a sneaking suspicion that I'll be back. . .
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