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22
2014

Redwoods

Slowly meandering south. Hiding somewhere nearby Paul Bunyan is a guy with a microphone, and from far up above the kids comes a deep voice saying hello, and having a short conversation with them. Ouest thought it was amazing, Lowe didn’t figure out what was going on. Ouest
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20
2014

Jack-O-Lantern

Ouest has been taking almost as many pictures as I have as of late, but I have been terrible about getting them loaded on the computer and actually going through them. She’s been showing so much enthusiasm though that we finally sat down and began the process, showing her
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18
2014

Humbug Mountain

We rolled into Coos Bay yesterday. It’s one of those places that I always remember vividly. When I was still in college Ali and I took a trip out to Oregon. We flew into Portland, rented a car, made a beeline south on 5, and then turned to the coast at Coos Bay. I can still
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14
2014

Beachside State Park

If you are anywhere near the river in Newport you can hear the sea lions. Their barks echo for miles. They are so loud that yesterday we started to walk to the waterfront to see them only to discover that they were actually on the other side of the river at least half a mile from
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12
2014

Newport

We were driving past a casino the other day and Ali said, “People still go to those?” Disbelief—as if it hadn’t occurred to her. I thought that was pretty funny. Here is something I’ve been thinking about for a few months now. You know those yellow signs
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10
2014

Playing

The bus is ready to go. Headed down the 101. I feel like we’ve done this trip a hundred times, but then I feel like we’ve never done it. It all sort of runs together at times. I do know that this is the kids’ first southbound 101—out of Portland, anyway. Tons of