“I don’t have a plan” Ron announces as we drove down 101′ leaving Pacific Beach and crossing into Astoria, Oregon while the rain came down.
“Are you okay?” I asked with amused concern. “You ALWAYS have a plan!”
“Yeah,” he said, as we crossed the impressive span of bridge over the wide and dark Columbia’ “that is why, I am telling you, I am worried” he said, laughing.
“Well”‘ I offered, let’s drive till three oclock or until the sun comes out, whichever happens first. Then see what’s near.
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Sometimes its best to leave yourself open to possibilities, I guess. Great shots!
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