Smith Family Weblog

Last Saturday morning, we boarded a flight west–Owen’s first to remember, most likely. 

We connected through Vegas, promptly lost $40, then landed in Portland. 

By the time we hit the Pacific Coast Highway, we’d been at it for 12 hours already. The kids were troopers (and even Bryan hung in there). 

Another four hours on the road landed us at Seal Rock–straight west of Corvallis, right on the ocean. 

It was clear but cold our first night. In the week we were there, we didn’t have a better sunset!