Second to last evening of snacks with Men, Adele, and
neighbor, Jane. Thanks again Florence grousers for your
hospitality and friendship.
Woahink Lake.
Lunch at Woahink Lake and those look like more rain clouds
for the evening.
Second day on the beach and it was sun, sun, sun.
Driftwood all over the first rise of dune.
Smile, Kurt.
My fat head is blocking the lighthouse.
Heceta Head Lighthouse. . . it doesn't get any better for
dry- landers than this.
I'm thinkin'. . . I don't want to leave.
Wow, old farts enjoying the sun.
Sunbow over north jetty as we were leaving. Spectacular
rare sunny day.
First day on the beach and it was rain, rain, rain.
What a great drenching drizzle on the south jetty. Grousers
were very happy for the rain.
The geese followed us up to a cemetery where headstones
dated back to the early 1800s.
So what kind of geese, Adele?
Do beggar geese like bagels? Across the street from our motel in
Albany, OR.
The WA side of the Columbia River Gorge. . . it was drizzle
to heavy rain all the way into Florence.
We had rain everyday from the morning of June1 in Ogden
Utah until we arrived home, June 12, and then it was four solid days of
rain here in Colorado.
And one more thing before we leave.
A great way to start a trip to Oregon. Kurt gets his dream
ride in a Superformance Cobra. The gentleman who assembles
is out of Meridian, ID. Nice of the weather to clear for a few
minutes of test drive.
