We recently resumed road tripping season (which, let's face it, in our family runs all seasons) with a weekend's excursion to the Oregon Coast. H had meetings on a Friday in the Portland area, after which we headed west to Newport, a town neither of us had been to before. Despite some lingering under-the-weather'ness, and the often demanding needs of our geriatric lab (think the nocturnal habits of a not-quite newborn infant), we enjoyed the few days of coastal air, roaring surf, local characters, and some pretty fine seafood dining. The said geriatric found his inner pup again, and we found the soothing perspective that only the unbroken horizon of the Pacific Ocean can bring.
'Let's go back to the coast, baby westward to the ocean.' (Said The Whale)
