It was the bike that caught my attention. The adult tricycle was painted shocking pink and was festooned with dozens of blinking hearts on keyrings on the back basket. A pink plate read "Dancin' Annie's Pink Cadillac." It was parked most afternoons by the door of the Oyster City Brewing Company. The Oyster CIty Brewing... Continue Reading →
Fishers
Out of our group of friends, one or both of the people in each RV is a dedicated fisher, with the exception of me and Ben. I'm comfortable in my observer role, and it's been fun to watch a few of our friends at their sport. Each fish species has a season it may be caught... Continue Reading →