slept in the park in the middle of the city last night. we made spaghetti with pesto sauce and a green pepper again; this time, though, had triscuits and a bottle of wine. during the night the racoons got into my saddlebag and a pannier--they finished off the triscuits and got into ALL OF MY INSTANT OATMEAL THAT WAS FOR BREAKFAST. so I was pissed. kept going out to chase them off in the middle of the night, afraid they'd chew up my equipment. they were really, really fat. now I'm in an internet cafe where the guy running it plays way too much police for his age (my age).
a few days ago, when we were still in astoria (wonderful town of about 12,000) we stayed at fort stevens. here's the beach off the south jetty, near area C--
We tried to make a stew there, stealth camping about a hundred yards from the ocean. we had chicken broth, mushrooms, potatos, carrots, green onions, beans, broccoli, pepper, and red pepper flakes--we obviously didn't know what we were doing. here's what we ate, and here's brent eating it--
Oh--and here's (supposedly) the Goonies house. we stayed just down the block from it, with Steve, who you can see on brent's blog.
But yeah. astoria was a great place--for 12,000 people it was kind of amazing how diverse the shopping/eating/cafe/pub experience was. everyone was very friendly as well.
the plan is to be in california in a few days; we should be camping among the redwoods soon. I can't wait for that. okay. time's up.
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