We slept in a bit. And then no one was particularly interested in breakfast. So we packed up and moved on down the road. By then the littles were hungry. Seems like every trip to Cape Disappointment ends with a meal at the Pig n Pancake in Astoria. So we had pancakes. Well I had an omelette they called a Denver. I did catch it was made with bacon and got ham substituted. Well their version also contains tomatoes and that is all just wrong. There were two pieces of green pepper and I swear a whole tomato and a few onions. Wrong, wrong, wrong. So I ate my hash browns, my toast and part of the little woman's pancakes. And then back on the road.
We were home in an hour and a half. Got the car unpacked just before the real rain. Heard a little thunder.
It was a great camping weekend. Even with an anxiety attack. We met dogs, saw a couple deer, a couple raccoons and watched lots of boats and ships. We rescued a hummingbird. It had flown into our yurt and got stuck in the dome. We were lamenting about how to help it when it gently glided down to the floor. Pat quickly took it outside and as soon as it had cooled down just a bit, it flew off. The littles showed great empathy and concern. And naturally they both wanted to hold it, but Pat wasn't having anything to do with that. And that is fine. We were just happy it was all right.
And now on to our summertime routine. We talked about our next camping trip to the island and when that would happen. The Fourth of July is on a Wed. which kind of messes up camping a bit when we have to work around the fourth. We talked about next year camping with our sister. Wouldn't that be a trip? The little would love nothing better than playing with their second cousins.
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