Wednesday, August 17, 2016

8/11/16 Not Dessert...Lunch

Bellingham to Fairhaven Roundtrip, probably about 10 miles.

Up to breakfast with Leslie at Diamond Jim's and we learn of the 93 year old coffee roaster.

Half orders of eggs benny are plenty and cross out the bad breakfast from yesterday.

Gary and I get on the copper bike and drive to Fairhaven to walk along the bay.

We have trouble finding a place to park but sneak in a space that has a scooter parked in the middle.  Everyone is out getting sun.  Mom's with kids, grandpa's with kites, bicyclers, joggers, foreigners and Shovel head Steve, a 40-something who has ridden from Idaho to visit family

They are pier crabbing and I have questions he can answer.  The ocean is choppy but sail boats abound.  No starfish in sight.  I watch the surf just throw their little boat against the pier as the brothers are getting ready to go out.

We ride back to Fairhaven for a croi-bar (no more croi-nuts) and coffee at Rocket Donuts.  We watch the black and white Buck Roger's si-fi and get chuckles out of the special effects and how much smoke those actors are really breathing in.  (later when I say I don't want dessert Leslie reminds me that we were at Rocket Donuts.  That was lunch we both say!!).

We do a little more shopping and I turn up a new bracelet and Gary gets a new/used C. J. Box book.

We have only asked about pot a few times because it is legal in Washington and Oregon but Fairhaven has no dispensaries, which you think it would, but NO.

We ride back to the house and I can see I have a corny sunburn.  Yes, I got a sunburn in Bellingham.

Leslie lets us know she is going to be home early due to some cancellations on her schedule.  We meet her back at the house and have a little down time making decisions where to eat dinner.  We drive to Bellingham bay and walk along the Marina before going to Anthony's Hearthfire Grill.

The food is divine.  The crab/corn chowder is the best I have ever had.  This is where the dessert conversation is held.  We are happy clams as we drive back to Leslie's cool digs for a little chatting and some welcome sleep.
Croi Bar lunch

The Marina on Bellingham Bay

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