SHARKBYTES: August 2016

Escape

with the approval of my wife who looked forward to her own escape
from the Routine of taking care of me. The border wait was long and I

Finally after several aborted attempts to get away from work

k I crossed the border and headed south A solo trip this time

had to rush to make a blood drawing at Labcorp before it shut down for lunch
. I entered a small office staffed by a single receptionist,manager and blood taker
Steve, a nice gay man who told me people might be moving north if Donald

Trump gets elected. I noticed lots of Trump " Make America Great Again " signs
on my drive down to Mt Baker only 1 Hillary sign. After expertly taking the blood
samples from my arm Steve gave me directions to Trader Joes where I stocked
up on supplies before heading to my retreat

Chuckanut Drive was a surrealistic windy road down memory lane. I drove by the Oyster CreekInn a place I had vivid memories of from 28 years ago now closed. A little farther down the road I stopped at the Oyster Bar for an outrageously expensive seafood salad with a spicy sauce and hint of King Crab The view was stunning and it was all
very decadent

Checked into the The Snow line Lodge after a long day. My accommodatio and settingWas much different than what I expected. Good different. The gated condo complex wasMore like cabins in the forest. My unit faces a primeval forest with a rushing river in the backgroud.

I promptly moved to the little balcony and started to unwind