Roy felt crummy this morning, so he rested on the boat, while I went for a walk. Strolled around Azalea Park, which is about a mile from here. No azaleas, but lots of tall, shady, beautiful trees.
Walked through some of the side streets in Brookings. This is a very pleasant, attractive little town. Big high school. One house had a fence made out of huge chunks of driftwood.
Walked over to Harris State Beach, about two miles north of town. Terrific view of the ocean from the cliff. Lots of big rocks along the coast. One huge rock (more like an island) had a passageway through the middle. It's called Arch Rock.
Roy felt better in the afternoon, so he rode his bike down the coast to Smith River, California, about six miles each way. When he got back to Brookings, he continued on to Harris State Beach. He was going just as I was returning, so we saw each other along the way.
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