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W E L C O M E B A C K
We have given pause in the chronicles of our lives, fretted over a montage of images and sounds of a Christmas in Zion that perhaps might make it here some day. Currently engaged in prerequisites, substituting,and darkroom chemistry distribution. As the rain falls during a quiet Sunday-Wednesday afternoon in the Northwest, Mickey Rourke is grooming his new pet in anticipation of an Oscar soliloquy. We welcome back all ye faithful, for a new year at the hitching post. Susan turns the big two-five on the banks of the Pacific shore...enjoy!

A Romantic Birthday on the Oregon Coast
This here is the view from our enchanted bungalow! Like a dream come true!
Reading journal entries from those who have stayed before.
Next time we will bring loungers for the deck, a few friends perhaps and croquet.
Hike from Beverly Beach to Newport.Backpack filled with treats, smiles upon faces,love in the air

Once at Newport we walked over the bridge, with the late afternoon sun cradling us kindly as the motorists hurried by. Below us small fishing boats sputtered in and out of the marina.
Hanging out under the bridge at Newport. Next stop is the Rouge Brewery where Susan will receive her free Birthday beer part one...part two tomorrow. We walk the beach back lit by the falling sun. The last mike is walked hand in hand in the dark. The tide makes leaps at our toes.


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The playing of the Atari 2600. We call it getting Atari-eyed and so we packed up the old system and brought it along this weekend. Sea Quest being a favorite.

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Shooting VS. Capturing: A Thanksgiving retrospect and montoge

Our annual Thanksgiving retreat was once again a rip-roaring good ol' time. This year marked the fourth year for Susan and tenth year for Alex. When November rolls around each year the Idaho hills begin to call. There were some dear friends that did not make it and some new faces that became new friends. The return of the ever popular game Bolt made a triumphant return, folks spent hours getting their Hone on. This years annual foot ball game was the bloodiest ever on record. There were cut cheeks, bruised knees, black eyes and one bloody ear! Thank god for the newly installed hot tub, the nightly soaks became a favorite for late night palavers. Keeping the tradition alive, the Utah boys (&gals) trucked up to Diamond Lil's. Our appetites diminished to the delectable tastes of deep fried onion rings, towering hamburgers, and fresh cut freedom fries. Pitchers of frosty brew washed it all down leaving the rest of the night devoted to shuffleboard and billiards. Rick seemed a bit off this year and wouldn't even get a game of dice together. Perhaps due to the vacant customers or our small group, Diamond Lil's was a bit lack luster this year compared to the rest. By eleven sharp we were saying our good byes and making that trek back to the Beddoes compound. Thank-you Meats Myer for the fine sober driving that night. Saturday was movie fest and the all day grazing of leftovers. This year the festival was split between two days. Films this year for the marathon: Young Guns, Control, Virgin Suicide, Triplets of Belleville, Pink Panther, and Who's Afraid of Virgina Wolf...."you laughed your god damn head off !" We finished off our week stay by spending some home-spun quality time with Tawni and Bryan: Late afternoon walk around the mountain, Sunday morning CBS T.V. special and a good long soak on the hot tub under a star encrusted night sky.
Thanks again for damn fine time!

Lions, Tigers,Bears and a Hairball

"In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd.
And I'm hungry like the wolf"

Deep down within a nondescript building at the Mt. Angel seminary, lies a fantastical room full of rare antiquities and brilliant taxidermy. See an image of Christ made up with only letters from the gospel! See a hair ball from a pig the size of a football! See an array of fragile and elegant egg shells! See a calf with legs on it's back! It is a hidden gem of the Pacific Northwest and if one is ever in the Mt. Angel area in Oregon we highly recommended this chamber of delightful oddities!
The worlds largest hairball