We biked early to Cannon Beach. The scenery there was some of the best yet. The trees on the coast arch away from the sea, permanently bowed in submission to the coastal gales.
You can see the monolith at Cannon Beach here. I walked my bike along the beach and ate a whole carton of the sweetest strawberries.
Camilo was impressed by the scenery too, though he hates being cold on the beach.
I took off my shoes and waded into the water. The water was icy, and my feet slipped into numbness as I explored the shallows. The rocks were full of bright blue-green anemones and hermit crabs.
The monolith was like a great English castle, watching over the shore far below it's battlements. The craggy keep was populated by a hundred wheeling seabirds.
The town was very cute. I got a coffee at the sleepy monk espresso bar.
The rest of the coast was hilly and so worth the agony.
We met a couple godlike bikers on the path to Tillamook who remarked that our eighty mile days were "decent." since running into these guys, we have been holding ourselves to new standards :).
Tillamook is a small town known for its cheese and dairy. We could smell the cows from five miles away.
Cheese mongers!!! I wish my whole family was in this picture. We have a very special relationship with all things cheese.
At the factory, I saw the production of five gallon blocks of cheddar, sampled a lot of cheese, and ate a big ice cream.
AHHHH CHIMP!!! I wish I were @ the cheese factory and these seascapes are amazingly poetic. I want to take off in the car and bring every camera I own and start shooting! Love YOU!
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