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Day 1,847 – My City is Gone
Over a decade ago Annette and I “discovered” Astoria, Oregon whilst on a birthday trip. My birthday is in February so when I say we largely fell in love with the gritty, cold, wet and gray town at the mouth of the Columbia River it wasn’t because of the weather.
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Day 276 – Coastal Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving this year saw another return to the coast and demonstrated in dramatic fashion that one simply cannot ignore the weather. Yes, for the very first time, we awoke to snow and patchy ice on our way to the outhouse. Given the temperatures (that moderated some over the course of the week) we did less…