Seaside

Since there was no tenting at Ft. Clatsop, I needed to find some lodging. I decided to head south toward Seaside, but before I left Astoria, I had to try and find the Goonies house. After driving the streets I decided to consult the Incredible, which quickly led me to right address.





After getting some uninviting looks from the locals, I decided to skip parking the car and walking up the street to the house. Instead, I left Astoria and headed south toward Seaside...

After stopping to see what Mr. Incredible could provide as far as lodging, I located a Comfort Inn about a block from the beach. I checked in, and asked the desk lady the best place to dine. She told me that Doogers had the best seafood, so I grabbed my p&s and headed for the boardwalk and dinner.

Perfect timing...







Swingset in the sunset...



Fires on the beach...



The boardwalk was quaint, certainly nothing like Ocean City or even Rehoboth Beach. I walked back toward the motel, and stopped into Doogers for din-din. While the food was not the absolute best, the service was impeccable and the price was just right for a solo traveler. After dinner, I called it a night so I could rise early and hit the road for Ecola State Park and Goonies landmark II.