Pacific City has a bluff, designed for climbing…and dying. There’s a very obvious fence strung with clothespins as remembrances to those who’ve died falling off and drowning.
There were an unexplainable number of people on the other side of that fence. We stayed on the sand side and climbed. And climbed. Then Isaac, Wesley, Piper, and finally Mama, kept climbing.
The fun part is running down!