We woke up to this on those days when California was on fire. Sorry, not sorry.
You can see our RV, Taco Smurf, in the top photo waiting for us in the parking lot.
We call it Taco Smurf because the interior upholstery is smurf-blue nagahide.
There was no cell service way out at these points along the ocean. We were able to talk and bond. Zane was cracking us up on this hike through the woods. That was great! Until I realized guests were supposed to check into our house (via airbnb) about half an hour ago. Whoopsee!
So we trucked back to the RV and drove into Yachats for an ice cream in the rain and for me to send the door code to our patient guest. (It turned out fine.)
Hi from Jeff who smoked a cigar right here watching the sun go down.