The Windiest Hell Hole in OR

6/6 - Port Orford (37 miles)
Actually, it was a nice town, albeit on the windy side, but we met Mike Mys and family and got a taste of the local conservative OR spirit. Mike was a typical grumpy old man, but very lively and entertaining, a playful grumpy old man... He showed me his gun collection, rotation of canned goods, trout in the stream, all of which were in preparation for the end of times. He told us how the Core of Engineers screwed up Port Orford's Port and how people really don't know crap anymore. He told us that his part of OR was all set to secede from the Union but World War II screwed everything up. He told us how hard it was to raise his 12 year old grand daughter... "and it's getting harder everyday, isn't that right little girl?...". Finally, he bid us good night and gave us a small bottle of wine "to help the misses sleep" and shared that the only way he sleeps anymore is if he get "all-schnuckered up". Good times in OR.