Lately I fancy myself as an amateur archeologist. I haven’t found anything but I hope to find something soon (and maybe get a cool Indiana Jones style hat to wear). What better place to find archeological remains than the beach. We’re off.
I started digging in random spots at the beach hoping to find a cool artifact. Sequoia was along and he was beary helpful as well with his digging skills. He isn’t as careful as I am but with some coaching from me he can learn.
Nothing yet, perhaps if someone could move this log I could find an ancient Indian arrowhead or spear or something cool under this log.
This hole must have something in it, I bet someone has already come along and found the artifacts.
Hmmm, this looks like an interesting site, let’s explore.
So, this is the salt works. The National Park is doing some renovations on the site but you can still see inside. Apparently, Lewis and Clark ran out of Salt for curing meat when they made it to the Pacific. Lucky for them the ocean is filled with salt so a couple of crew members boiled the ocean water, collected the salt, and cured a whole bunch of meat for their trip home.
Lewis and Clark are beary important to this town, so important they erected this large statue. I think I look very dashing next to it.
Well, my archeological hunt wasn’t as successful as I hoped. My roommates noticing that I was bummed out (no artifacts, no Indiana Jones hat) that we decided to go for a walk. Our goal was the shave ice stand (and we made it there). Along the way I saw this weird display. There was a bear in a dog kennel. What’s up with that. I think this bear would be perfect for a certain bear scout I know to save. I was appalled but my roommates did some research and found out that he was a beary old bear and wasn’t in trouble or some sort of jail just that he was waiting for his new family. I hope he finds a good family soon (and that he starts blogging).