Salishan!

Maggie has a lot of connections! She hooked us up through some lawyerly means to have a free room at Salishan! This place is hip. But first Ella made us pick a bunch of blueberries. We ate them with some elk jerky I bought from an old woman in a tiny shack.

We spent an inordinate amount of time at the pool, and making out in the hot tub, but most of the pictures here are from an excellent afternoon at the beach.  Players in every direction:

Weird shelters for dogs:

Homegirl:

Elsie on the block:

Everyone got buried by that wily Uncle Arthur!  (just nominated for an EMMY!  And will kick Martin Scorsese's over-rated old butt!)

Theo allegedly had some bad gas, and the Bradfords outslept us by four hours, but at least Maggie and Elsie rallied enough to visit this revered site just before the masses descended at 9 AM.  Thanks Maggie!

Whoot!  Pancake power!