No whining, just wining!

No whining, just wining!
No whining, just wining!
    
CANNON BEACH: A run down to Pinot country would have been fun, but it is an adveture better share. So, I will return later… In the meantime, I visited a back street where stands The Wine Shack. Recommended by friends and locals, the shop was a delight. I grabbed several Oregon Pinot Noir treasures to bring home. I also picked up a couple of these critters bottled by the shop owner. Incredibly satisfying, he tells me he got the juice from a source no longer available given the success generated by the finished product. It’s ideal for a free wine Friday–and yes, I got two for the purpose!

Welcome to Cannon Beach–downtown.

Welcome to Cannon Beach--downtown.
   
CANNON BEACH: When the going gets tough, this boy goes in search of gooood coffee.

Rainy days are reading and writing days

Rainy days are reading and writing days
   
CANNON BEACH: It’s a rainy day on the Pacific Northwest coast… A day made for tasty coffee and a book. The mixed-berry crumble is just for good measure.

It’s wet wheelin’ from here…

It's wet wheelin' from here...

CANNON BEACH: This is as left as you can get without getting wet. The bad news is signs leading here said "Tsunami Warning Area." Eek.

Timber!

Timber!
   
2637.5 MILES: Lumbering along my way to the beach. (sorry. couldn’t resist.)