For nearly as long as I’ve lived on the coast, there’s always been the local’s secret of the mid-winter break, an interlude that might be just a couple of really nice days or sometimes a springlike fortnight of shirtsleeve weather and still backwaters.
The forecast really didn’t call for it on Saturday. Andrea and I loaded the car with rubber boots, an umbrella (for the cameras!), gloves and various precautions against the chill and damp… and drove smack into a day of sunshine and calm.
A slash of red, Bay Center, WA.