We woke up and headed straight for the beach. We wanted to run Chase before we got on the road for our final 7 hours of driving. It was freezing and windy but we tried to be tough as our feet ached just standing on the sand. Molly's first attempt at throwing the frisbee was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. With Chase jumping around like a crazy man, she threw the frisbee as hard as she could into the wind. The toss was pretty high and it strong winds, that usually means the frisbee will land miles from where you thought it would. The 3 of us watched the wind catch frisbee and heave it into the waves. Chase ran into the water and was pummeled by a couple waves. Concerned that we might lose yet another $17 frisbee, Molly kicked off her shoes, tore off her sweatpants (don't worry she had shorts) and sprinted into the water. She saved the day. Frisbee was recovered. Back in our cabin, Molly soaked her feet in warm water for a few minutes before we packed up and left.
We decided to continue driving up the coast for most of the day before cutting inland to hit the highway. The weather wasn't as good as on Wednesday but it was still beautiful. We had read a review of a little seafood restaurant in Yachats and stopped there for lunch. Mol had fish and chips and I had scallops and chips. Yum.
We then decided to hit the highway as we were anxious to get to Portland.
The Rogue River meeting the Pacific in Gold Beach
Lunch
"I don't care anymore just let me out of the truck"
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