As a change of pace from our normally hectic life, we went to the beach this weekend! It is a bit weird to think about, but for all the time we are on the water in the Sound and Lakes around here, we still hadn’t made it out to the Pacific for the first year and a half.
We remedied that in Westport, a sleepy little town about a two hour drive to our west. It was just far enough away to feel properly in the country which is always enjoyable when you spend most of your time in the city or dense suburbia.
The beach was fantastic – as long as you like your beaches partially foggy, partially sunny, cool, and blowing. We didn’t do much (any) swimming in the stereotypical Pacific Northwest Ocean, but it was a delight to wade around in the water and lounge on the sandy beach.
The town wasn’t all that bad either. It was clearly 99% tourist focused, but the greater Westport area hasn’t seemed to lose its soul like many other beach towns that we have been to. And to top it off, our dinner one night was a dozen fresh local oysters on the half shell at our rented flat; I will definitely vote for coming back as I am easily bribed by oysters.