Since county parks seem to be the way to go, we decided to stay one more day in this beautiful spot along the ocean shoreline. I read, while Mike worked on Amber. He changed her oil, fixed her brake light, changed her air filter, and fixed the bubble in the injection pump. During the afternoon, we rode our bikes for a while, and Mike misunderstood the RV dump station sign (see picture above). That is totally his sense of humor! Then we went clamming on the shores of the Pacific Ocean. After catching 23 clams, we headed back. Mike and I feasted on salmon and clam alfredo accompanied by white wine tonight. Our night ended with Mike going to do his business in the porta potty, but instead Mike deposited his new book on accident. He was very sad to say goodbye to "One Man's Wilderness" as it went down, down, down.
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