It doesn't get better than this!

Another crummy day in paradise.  As per my previous post, the day dawned with clear skies and a temperature that ranged from about 60 in the morning to 65 in the afternoon.  The beach was absolutely stunning.  We walked about a mile down the sand. 

 

Near the beginning of our walk, a gent with four dogs appeared on the beach. One of the dogs was a beagle, which came running toward us and had Lulu in a panic.  In case I haven't mentioned it before, Lulu was traumatized by some bigger dogs at a doggy daycare center when she was a puppy, and she suffers a good deal of anxiety when other dogs appear. 

I picked Lulu up, when I saw the beagle making a beeline for us. The owner showed up pretty soon with a leash and apologies. All of his dogs seemed rather friendly, so I gingerly introduced Lulu to them.  She got right in there with the sniffing that dogs like to do and had a great time. We had a similar experience with a dog in our neighborhood about a week ago.  We are beginning to think that Lulu can learn to control her fear of other dogs. Wouldn't that be great?

It appears that we missed a big event over the weekend. The best I can figure out (from banners on the light poles) is that it was a Long Board Surfing competition and beer fest. There were still a lot of surfers on the beach this morning, and there was a big tent set up near the dory launch parking lot.


At any rate, the weather couldn't have been more beautiful, and our beach walk was the highlight of the morning. When we got back to Topper, the dogs promptly crashed on the sofa. Taking advantage of the "kids' nap time" we walked back to the Stimulus Coffee shop and had a nice chat over some very good coffee.  This is really quite a lovely town for doing tourist things.

The afternoon was given over to reading that mystery I mentioned in my last post. It is a page turner for sure.  Jill is reading another mystery by the same author, so we were both quite content. Ahhhh...can't wait to find out what God has in store for us tomorrow.

Some days are harder than others...

It's September 21st. Is this the first day of Fall...haven't checked the official calendar? The weather forecast is for fair weather the next several days on the Oregon coast, so we packed up Topper, backed Red Ryder underneath and hit the road for Pacific City, and more specifically, Cape Kiwanda RV park. 

This is one of our favorite venues.  The Pacific Ocean is across the street; the park is beautifully landscaped and, for a private park, offers spacious campsites with all the amenities, including Turner Classic Movies on the cable; the Pelican Pub is across the street (between the park and the ocean, you understand); and today dawned cloudless, with a forecast of 65 degrees!

There was a 20% chance of rain predicted for last night.  I should probably pack up and head for a casino; even with those odds, we got rain and plenty of it. Into every sunny life a little rain must fall. And into Topper, too.  I was awakened in the night by a loud bang. I went out to investigate and found the awning had collapsed. Not sure whether it got a puddle of rain on it or a puff of wind, but I have made a note not to leave it out at bedtime ever again! I came back in and found that the skylight in Topper's kitchen was leaking large quantities of water.  Good! Another project to fill my otherwise dull and lonely (NOT) hours.

So, here we sit, contemplating our day.  My sweet wife is catching up on her Bible study. The dogs are snoozing on the sofa. But all I can think about is getting out for a romp on the beach. We haven't been to Pacific City all summer. That is mainly because we were everywhere else.  San Diego in May, Kona in June, Sunriver in July and back to San Diego in August to help repair the shower in dear daughter's master bath.

I don't have any photos to share in this post, but I suspect there will be some later today.  In the meantime, I think I will pour another cup of java and contemplate whether to walk on the beach first or start that new mystery novel.  Some days are harder than others...