People have started to talk wistfully of fall already. Which is OK. I like fall. But the weather certainly hasn't got the message yet. In the spirit of the summer still clinging to the Pacific Northwest, J and I ventured out to the coast recently and got our toes sandy and our ankles wet.
We started in Astoria and made a day of it. A very long day of it.
We stopped at what has become our ice cream shop in Gearhart, which is cute if a wee bit pretentious.
Our favorite beach was probably at Ecola State Park and we loved the town of Manzanita. It was kind of our first time there. I know we've driven past it before, but never stopped.
We turned off a little before Tillamook to come back to Portland. We didn't get home until we were both very tired. So much beach hiking and driving wears a person out.