Summer Recap - The Pacific, First Look

I figured it was our parental duty to show Master L the Pacific Ocean. At this point, he seemed to be channeling my mother . . . "Looks like water to me, Dad". . .


. . . and the coastline:

. . .well, it looks like . . .
. . . "rocks"! But check out those windswept trees. Wait - are they windswept, or are they simply cowering back due to the possibility of falling off the cliff??

This next picture was taken, not with the digital camera, but the old Pentax K-1000 MANUAL camera with some stuff called FILM. Perhaps you've heard of it? Do you see any differences? Well . . . do ya, punk?

Master L, officially conquering the Pacific once and for all:

Of course, going to the Pacific meant . . . hours in the car!!! We were actually closer to the ocean than to a major city but apparently east-west travel in Washington is more difficult than north-south travel. We have that same problem home in New Hampshire. I guess fewer roads were built going west because . . I don't know, the workers had to look into the sun, so they either worked LESS or went BLIND?

Anyway, we grabbed something to eat before the long ride back to the lair and, of course, checking on the chicken egg supply. Master L really enjoyed the chicken routine. Maybe it was because the rooster started screeching anytime we got close to his "harem" and wouldn't stop until we were halfway out of the yard. Then again, we WERE taking the eggs. But I refuse to feel guilty - as I said, they were delicious. And yet again, maybe that was not so much the eggs but the skill of our host who prepared them. He works at a fancy-schmancy hotel and one of his duties is the breakfast buffet eggs. The guy can cook a perfect omelette in no time at all, complete with "TV chef pan flip" technique . . .