Once back in the car, our California adventure came to a close. We began our leisurely drive up Highway 101 through Oregon. In Brookings we discovered Dutch Bros. Coffee, a west coast chain. Still had terrible luck scoring 8 oz. lattes but at least Dutch Bros was consistently drinkable. Things are slow in Brookings what with that 25 mile an hour speed limit. You’ll have plenty of time to look for roadside coffee when you get stuck behind some guy in his old YO. Somewhere in time he had lost his TO and his TA so now he drove a YO. "Yo, pick up the pace. I have to be to work on the 5th!"

That night we stayed in a fabulous cabin in Alfred A. Loeb State Park. Our cabin, just 50 yards from the Chetco River, was spotless and comfortable. Abandoned firewood at the site proved too green for adequate burning that night but we burned enough to notice its particular perfume. We read later that the whole area is covered in Myrtlewood trees which have a smell similar to eucalyptus or camphor. After a delicious dinner of salmon, rice and zucchini, we walked down to the river to cast stones (we were out of aspersions).


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