In the middle of September, we did a group vacation down to Gold Beach, OR. (Hadn't heard of it? Well, it is just a "quant little drinking town with a big fishing problem".)
"Yes, I'm on vacation!"
Uncle Brian, Dwayne, 
Kyla and I got to pet a baby Bengel Tiger. Thrilled, Kyla was.
Kyla and I got to pet a baby Bengel Tiger. Thrilled, Kyla was. That was almost as thrilling as the breathtaking hike we did from Highway 101 down to the beach. Daddy is doing this on a bum knee.
David stands with us in front of a particularly large redwood tree on a little sidetrip we took down to northern California.
Across the street from the Trees of Mystery was a Forest Cafe. It had fake trees and fake bears and everything!
None of the pictures show Kyla being horribly sick most of the trip. Just take into account that her parents failed to get any pictures of that, and you have a general idea how tired it made us.
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