We left the interstate at Eugene and headed to the coast, hitting water at Florence, OR. It's a cute little town with a quaint little main drag for the tourists.




Mommy and daddy were wearing sunglasses, but Morgan preferred to merely hold hers.




Morgan refused to keep walking on the baordwalk until she had a chance to scope out the other kids.




Florence is a picturesque spot for a lunch break, if you're so inclined.




Heading south from Florence, we started to see an awful lot of highway that looked very much the same: trees, logging trucks and fog.




Sometimes we could see water, sometimes we couldn't. Usually this had to do with the fog.

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