We departed from Lake
Quinault Lodge with empty stomachs because we had to get moving. We weren’t
sure where we were going to get breakfast and grumbling tummies and concern
mounted when we passed through very little civilization. The first major town
we came to was Humptulips, Washington. And that is a funny name for a wide spot
in the road, I don’t care who you are! As you might’ve imagined, the city
center of Humptulips offered very little in the way of early morning
nourishment, unless you wanted something from a bait shop.
Mile 2982- We finally passed
through Hoquiam, OR and they had a coffee shop. The Jitter House
was owned by the nicest fella and they had this!
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Georgia Peach Co-Cola?!!? What sort of time space continuum is this!? |
Mile 3057- I will now refer to Long
Beach, Oregon as the Gatlinburg of the Pacific Northwest. It is quite touristy, but a
haven for points of interest. Such as the once World’s Largest Frying Pan, The
um. World’s Largest Squirting Clam….. and the World’s Largest Pair of Chopsticks! I was as shocked as you when Mr. Bullington thought that driving 30
miles out of the way to see such sites was a dumb idea. His enthusiasm was invisible
to the naked eye.
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World's Okayest Largest Frying Pan |
“Did anyone ever cook anything on the world’s largest frying pan? If they did, I bet they wore the world’s largest shoes” That is some critical thinking, MaeMae.
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World's Largest Squirting Clam, squirts on the hour! |
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World's Largest Chopsticks! |
I didn’t even know about Marsh’s Free Museum! I use the term
museum loosely. It a store that is a study in contrasts. Would you
like to buy a souvenir shot glass? Take a left at the stuffed lion, straight
past the jackalope and it’ll be right next to the Paint-by-numbers of the
nekkid lady. It was a veritable treasure trove of useless tchotchkes and taxidermy. Let me just say that what these people did with a
deer backside had me wondering how I could integrate such kitch into my own "grandma chic" style of decor.
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Excuse me Mufasa, can you move to the left a skosh? We've got a shoplifter on aisle 12. |
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Walrus skull, seasonal dolls, dog treats. Is there anything this emporium of wonder DOESN'T have? |
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Hungry Like a Wolf for some magnets! |
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Whoooo can believe this is a deer bunkus? |
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Fear the Deer Rear |
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Marietta Bear last spotted next to the candy dispenser |
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Lamb, you are SO extra. |
Mile 3063- Mr. Bullington suggested our
next stop, The Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center at Cape Disappointment. For you non-history buffs, Cape Disappointment
was already named that when Lewis and Clark looked up and realized they’d
reached the Pacific Ocean! If they’d had the chance to name it, it’d probably
be called Cape Halleluyer, or something of the like. If my kids would’ve had a
say, I imagine they would’ve left the name as it was. It was not lost on me that our first installment of "See the Nation by Graduation" began in St. Louis where L & C's Journey of Discovery started and now we've seen where it ended. I'm just glad I reached the endpoint in a minivan and not a burned out pirogue.
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The displays listed the mileage. Lewis and Clark, the original Mileophiles! See the Nation by Starvation. |
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Toes in the Pacific Ocean for the first time. Hypothermarific! |
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Of course he found a hideout |
Mile 3075- Our next stop was the
cute little town of Astoria, Oregon. Home of Goonies! Unfortunately, the house in the movie isn't open to the public. We (the kids and I) had to settle for seeing a
few Goonies movie props in the Oregon Film Museum housed in the old jail. The vignettes of films are arranged in the cells. That part was weird. Mr.
Bullington opted out of this stop and chose to sit in the car and contemplate
his choice of life partner. I thought the museum was a little lame, but the kids loved it!
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"Data" wore this |
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Not sure of the plot, but pith helmet and skull on the dash has me intrigued! |
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Charlotte doing what she does best. "Directing" |
The highest point in Astoria is the Astoria
Column. It is 125 feet tall and if you want your kids to hate you, you can make
them climb to the top via the 164 spiral steps! What a view! But, then they will like you
again when you let them fly little toy planes off the top!
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We bought little Balsam wood gliders to fly off the top. They are biodegradable and everyone does it, so put away your hate mail. |
Mile 3105-We ended our day at
Cannon Beach. A cute little beach town on the Oregon Coast. We took a long,
cold walk on the beach to Haystack Rock. After dinner, we were Portland bound!
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Goonies Never Say Die! |
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