Port West

 Woke up to small, sunny, clean offshore peaks.  Things got bigger and better as the day went on, but suddenly turned to shit when the wind switched onshore and the rain began.   This evil weather continued for the rest of the weekend, and made the clam digging much less enjoyable.  I only managed to get 5 of the delicious little bivalves.  Luckily the groins were good the next day, so we used up what little energy we had left paddling against the current.  My arms still hurt, so overall I think it was a pretty good trip.



As we drove in late Friday I almost killed an owl lounging in the middle of the road by this lighthouse.  It didn't move an inch as I swerved around it.  Thing had a serious death stare too.  Frightening...












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