Since the weather at the coast promised to be clear and sunny, we decided to take a drive and celebrate this milestone. The Columbia River side (always our first stop) was a bit windy and cold, the ocean side was so warm we had to shed coats and hats. John, my faithful cohort in the daily blipping, stomped the number in the sand, while I was doing our customary beach clean-up. Dinner at the Baked Alaska topped off the celebration nicely.
In the extra is a shot of the rambunctious waves.
Thank you for all the delightful interaction over the years!