Our last evening holed up in Lakeside was interesting - we went for friedchicken in the restaurant and were served/waited on by a young lass, she was either the result of interbreeding (it was a bit like that around there) or she was on something. She took a shine to Pat and was all giggly and silly around him. In bar were 3 or 4 folk and one rotund lass(30ish) was swearing like trooper and had a sweatshirt on with 'do I look like fxxkxxx people person' blazened across the front. Halfway through our meal on of the guys from the bar plonked himself down at our table and put a plump red chilli on the table - he had great difficulty getting his words out ,his lips were totally pissed. When he did
we thought them all off their trollies.
We set off for a short day into 20mph winds andmade Coos Bay and Motel 6. we are in Gold Beach after 2 days of hard riding - it is like a roller coaster up, down,up but very rarely flat. The coastline in amazing, rocky out crops, crashing surf and no people. The sun came out yesterday lunch time after a morning of down pours. We are in RV park just about to cycle to supper. Brookings tomorrow where Michael leaves us and Gilly rejoins in 2 days. Odo 801 and all is well.
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