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8 minutes from juno…

October 11, 2007 · 2 Comments

So, it’s the middle of October and I’m in Portland, back in school. I’m pretty sure I could be a professional student. Trees are turning (as many as can – there are way too many evergreens here in the Pacific Northwest. I mean, it’s Fall, and it’s cold. Where are the beautiful trees? At least it’s green here.) and the air is crisp.

I like Portland. I could live in Portland, at least when the sun shines. It’s a beautiful town. With the exception of the vast numbers of cheezy radio stations, I really like the place. But it’s not Juno Beach. It’s close to the second ocean, but it’s not the balmy Atlantic. (at first I hesitated identifying Juno Beach because I don’t want the vast throngs who rely on my blog to overrun the most perfect and non-touristy beach in Florida; then I realized the people who will actually read this: mom and dad – because they’re nice; my wife – maybe, my 17 friends – none of whom have much means to actually visit Florida, much less Juno Beach. So, I’ll mention it.

Happily.

Because it’s a dog-friendly beach. Because it’s warm. Because my former bicycle commute ran 3.1 miles along its stretch. Because I was 8 minutes away from crystal clear, three-shades-of-blue water. Because the overgrown sea-grape wraps the beach in privacy. Because it’s not Daytona. Or Miami. Or Fort Lauderdale.

I was 8 minutes away.

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