Rain, Rain. Won't you go away?

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It is almost always wet along the Central Oregon Coast. When the weather warms, the moss grows everywhere from your boots to inside your ears.

But even with the 60+ inches of rain, seldom do we have major floods. Our dams don't break, and our streets don't flood much. Sometimes a tree falls or rocks tumble across a road, but more often the roads are blocked by a herd of elk.

The ocean breeze does get stiff a few times a year, but we don't have hurricanes or tornadoes. And when the sun shines, you won't get much of a sun burn.

No earthquakes yet, but the threat of a temblor elsewhere else causing a tidal wave here raises our brows a bit.

Our 3 traffic lights along the highway through town can easily handle the tourists on the weekends and all through summer. Seems people flock here from all across the western states and Canada, and even a few from Europe. They come to see what we have I guess.

For me, this spot is a step away from Heaven. A spot away from freeways and concrete banked river beds. Away from the fast pace of the big city. Away from the forecasts of inversion layers and smog days preventing the children from having a school recess. Away from any significant crime. And away from my previous job.

I'll trade all of what was then for my musty boots of now.
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