wall. I watched a little ole lady named Flossie make $600+
Made it into Newport at night. Had trouble finding the right site. The RV park is split in two. The area I’m in is the old park. Not so nice, in shadow of Motel 6. That’s ok. Here to visit cousin Mark. Dogs have been cooped up a bit lately. Need to find some forest trail.
Visiting Newport for a few days. Weather is cool in morning, warm in afternoon. Windy.
Very pleasant on beaches. In Portland it’s 90+. I’ll gladly take this over inland temps.
The air is packed with oxygen, so FRESH.
Been strolling on beach, watching surfers, and emptying my mind. Met with cousin Mark and nephew Taylor (21yo) at Pig N’ Pancake for breakfast. Mark looks better than ever. Works at Walmart and lives nearby in apartment. Happy and single. He’s a fresh father to 2 year old son who looks cute as a bug in the pics. He also has a daughter Miranda who is 26.
He took me for a quick tour of the old Bay area. Saw the notorious Sea Lions. Been hearing them clear across the bay where I’m staying. They pile up on the rocks and any docks. By the hundreds!!! There is controversy as to how to control them.
As a tourist they are fun to watch. They are kinda intelligent. As a local res there needs to be something done. They bark 24 hours a day and can smell. I think someone should train them to do tricks in mass. How amazing would it be to see sea lions perform in the bay. They could even have costumes.
Mark told me about a forest trail in the South Beach area near where I’m staying. The Mike Miller Educational Trail. Took dogs there for an afternoon walk. Couple miles over hilly terrain in old growth forest. Perfect dog walk.
Mark went to work and I went to Nye Beach. Great place to hang. Evening took me to Uptown Bar where I felt at home, since it could have been the Rolling Rock in Issaquah. Kind of a dive bar with locals of mid age range. Live band playing loud rock. It was a real treat. Stayed for 4 beers. Won $100 on the video machine to boot. Had some friendly conversation with a pot smoking Seahawks fan. He must have been my age and knew a lot about the hawks.
In the morning after b’fast got a knock on the door. Mark found my campsite! He had with him a cute little guy, (my nephew) Hunter. Hunter could speak a few words (2 years old). He played and petted GG and JP. I invited them into RV, we talked a bit. Went over to Marine Science Center. Hunter bounced from one thing to next, running off for Mark to chase after. Saw a news clip from 1976 about blowing up a whale on Florence beach. Whale blubber fell from the sky smashing cars in the lot.
The Newport audience broke up in laughter. I was amused and disgusted.
Found a lot nearby to extend my stay in Newport a few days. Close to weekend it’d not easy finding a campsite. Reserved a spot at Honeyman campground in Florence for August 23-26th.