After hiking, we went to find food. We found it in Pacific City, where we did not wait 90 minutes for a table at the Pelican Brewery, but instead walked across the street to the pizza place (where they called your order number over a microphone!) and had no wait at all.
Having eaten, we headed down to put our toes in the surf. Walking over the bluff, I gasped, because what did I spy on the beach? Cars! Many, many cars!
Cars on the beach! Crazy!