Saturday, August 27, 2016
Zorro the Wonder Dog is glad I changed my mind
Up until yesterday evening I was certain I'd be heading for Oregon then working my way south, the fantastic Pacific always to my right. But the forecasts didn't look good. Too wet, too cool. And one of my sets of eyes on the scene said Highway 101 was clogged with people trying to do their last coastal visit of the summer. And Labor Day weekend is coming.
This morning I knew where I could go, where it wouldn't be crowded, where I could stay free, where the weather would be acceptable, and where there are people I like. So I returned to Ridgway, to my spot in the alley behind Forrest's shop. Forrest was out, but Lou greeted me warmly. It's almost like being home. But without the ocean.