It’s a fun word to say, isn’t it? Tilla-mook. Home of Tillamook Cheese, a big-ass Air Museum, and a shit-ton-o’-cows. Smells like it too. It’s left of Portland, on the coast, about 15 miles north of Pacific City where the Lady J and I visit our favorite beach.
Today, I got to fly there. Beautiful. It’s about an hour drive along a river that flows through the Coastal Mountain Range. It’s a pretty drive, an even prettier flight. We stayed mainly over the river and road except for parts where the road does a big switchback, then we just flew over the mountain the road was going around, heehee.
There was a low, solid fog bank wrapped around the town except for the hills we came out of. It’s a cool sight to see from the air but this pic doesn’t really do it justice, naturally.
We had the time, so we hopped over to the coastline real quick.
And now….the grand finale!
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