Peggy inherited some property in the city of Coquille a few years ago but we really had no idea of what it looked like and we were only vaguely aware of its location. Coquille is the county seat of Coos County and that is no idle descriptor. Today we went and found the acreage although it is hard to see due to the vigorous growth of vegetation which is amply provided with rainfall about 9 months out of 12 every year. Coos County gets around 40 inches of rain a year. After consulting some neighbors, we found the parcel and Peggy decided to wander onto the property to take a look around. That turned out to be an impossible task at her age because she is no longer young enough to wield chain saws or automatic machetes and the brush is impenetrable without them. We did scope out the boundaries of the property on two sides but were foiled on the other two.

After this partial success, we decided to take a spin along the Coquille River going downstream on the north bank. Once we made it to the ocean, we turned around and went upstream on the south bank. The roads are a bit funky but the scenery is magnificent. We spotted a raccoon, a skunk, some deer, a pair of turkeys, about 600 dairy cattle and lots of Stellar’s blue jays along the drive.

We intended to find a malt shop on our return trip but were unsuccessful. Undaunted, we stopped by a local supermarket in Myrtle Point (which, strangely, is called Myrtle Penis by non-Penisers) where we picked up some very tasty Umpqua brand ice cream and hauled it back to the trailer. This locally-produced substance took a heavy hit once we got it back home. I don’t know about Peggy but I had what my doctor might characterize as a fatal dose. It didn’t kill me, yet.

There’s a couple pix. Click the link. https://photos.app.goo.gl/b9BmE5PXDQf7Br619