May 26, 2010
Looking inland from Bullards Beach, Bandon, OR
On the way back we came across a rope in the sand. I pulled really hard but it was definitely attached to some large and immovable object. Got me to thinking of all the stories I'd read with secret doors and passages and how the mind sets to wandering when you stumble upon the unexplanable. Once back from our adventure we set up the camp chairs and enjoyed the first sun we'd see in days; reading while chicken and potatoes roasted on the campfire. There is nothing quite like falling asleep to the sound of waves breaking on the beach.
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