Saturday, September 01, 2007

Cape Blanco

Leslie and I left Ashland at noon and headed for Gold Beach. About twenty miles out we could see that the marine layer had not dissipated and the chatter from a couple of ultralights circling above "where the airport's supposed to be" told us that nothing was visible through the fog. We turned north and landed at Bandon, clear and sunny and seventy degrees. Dick and Nancy Burton were there, waiting for their son who was flying in from Montague. We had never met them before but Nancy offered to drive us to Billy Smoothboar's, a restaurant just a mile away, where we had the proverbial hundred dollar hamburger, or, in my case, a Boar Burger: a half pound of burger with bacon, cheese, barbecue sauce, and onion rings. Afterward we waddled back to the plane, topped off the tanks, and flew south along the beach at about two thousand feet, circling Cape Blanco before heading home.