Another round of kite flying at Cannon Beach. Town was swarming with visitors. The last belch before school starts? Despite the hordes there is always room on the beach to find a roomy spot to work on the burn. Room 5 always a pleasure. Four is ok too. Eight at the end has the turret dining nook, haven’t been in there yet. Twenty-one is great if you don’t mind stairs. Crack the front door, plop on the couch, watch the surf. The beach really changed after last winter and we haven’t been able to get around the north point to visit the tide pools. But it has left an enormous expanse of tidal flats and at low tide the skim boarders can g l i i i i d e. Ran into a guy downtown while Teal was inspecting the inside of her eyelids he was curious about the fat tires and I was incredulous at his beach cruiser that looked to be 75% rust, 15% salt, 8% pot metal and a hint of paint. It was a beauty with a tri-plane fork crown.