I’m getting better and better at following my instincts. This one paid off, big time.
Apropos nothing, right in the middle of running errands, I turned my truck around and kept driving west until I saw salt water. The warm breeze at Cannon Beach was gossamer, the burning sun was cranked down a few notches by high clouds, precluding sunscreen, and the beach was relatively empty what with all the families ensconced back in Portland on a school day. I felt like an evil genius.
Full post at All Thoughts Work™ Outdoors 5.