08-28-09

At 4:00am I got a text from Trinity who was driving from Bozeman Montana. I thought she was still a day away, but she claimed to be outside. I didn’t believe her and called. The knock on my door echoed through the phone. It was a delightful surprise in the middle of the night. She had driven straight through from Montana a 1000 miles away…excuse me, “almost 1100”.
Trinity slept in, resting up from her drive, while I helped Corey. We brought the recycling in and I learned the Oregon way of bringing your cans and bottles to the grocery store for the nickel deposit return. It works well for keeping bottles and cans out of the ditches, people gather them for money. The bad side effect is that it seems most all other recyclables, such as glass jars and cardboard boxes are just thrown away in land fills. The ditches are clean, but there are a lot of recyclables in the trash in Oregon.
I drove Trinity for a small tour of Port Orford. We went to the Cape Blanco Light House and had very good time. Then we ate at the Port and Starboard restaurant. The calamari was lightly blackened and delightful and tender. I had lightly deep fried scallops and Trinity had the fish and chips.
Later we drove to the west beach and Trinity and Sebastian were able to touch the Pacific Ocean.
That night Corey escorted me and Trinity to the Battle Rock beach. The three of us shared in a spiritual moment. The stars pierced the night like diamonds in the sky. The waves rolled in glistening in the moon light.