Tuesday was election day in America. We wanted to stay in a beautiful little Oregon beach town called Cannon City that we had passed through some years back. There was one very nice campground there, but when Nancy called on Monday to make sure they had room for us, she asked, fortunately, about satellite TV reception and was informed that all their sites had trees overhead and couldn't access DirecTV signals.
So we stayed in a nearby town called Seaside, which had a campground that was overpriced but provided clear sightlines to the sky, and we hunkered down to watch our nation select her leader. For us, more gripping than the Super Bowl, and arguably more important.
Nancy and I spent most of the day glued to the TV set in our RV living room, too nervous to eat. (I wish.) I won't reveal toward which candidate we leaned, but we slept well Tuesday night, and awoke to a beautiful Wednesday morning.
The sun came out and we drove to Cannon City, which has an upscale beach town feel. There are no chain stores, the sandy beach itself is spectacular, and all the shops and homes are pretty. Nancy, Tammy Faye, Sophia, and I dropped into a shop named Puppy Love and looked for cold-weather attire. We found haute couture raincoats for Tammy Faye and Sophia in the San Francisco Giants colors - black and orange - and were parent-proud to follow them down the streets of Cannon City.
The owner of Puppy Love said that after seven years she was ready to jump ship and leave the area, because the weather was getting her down. This year good weather didn't come to Cannon City until August, and she couldn't take it any more. For Nancy and me, it was a charming and appealing and dog-friendly place. Sophia and Tammy Faye didn't express an opinion, but I suspect they liked it, too.
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