Gig Harbor interlude
Once outside, I went north along the shore until I came to one particular run-down beach cottage that I’ve been stopping at for years. Its deck is mostly rotten and the walls are no longer square (if they ever were), but the pilings are sturdy and the cliff behind it seems stable enough. I don’t know who owns it but I wish it were me. I walked along the sand for ten or fifteen minutes, collecting beach glass, then hopped back on the board for the return.
It wouldn’t be a visit to the Haabaah without a trip to the Tides Tavern. It was lunch time, so I wandered in for an order of fish and chips and a Jolly Roger. There was some crazy show on ESPN2 in one corner featuring a snowmobile jumping competition and the Australian Open on the other TV by the bar… mostly I watched the people around me as I ate. The food and drink were perfect, as always.
A very good day, for January.