Cannon Beach, OR, was fun for a couple of days.
Hotel report: We stayed at the Wayside Inn, a motel across the road from the Tolovana Beach Wayside, a State park. Arriving a bit early for check in, the gracious innkeeper let us check in earlier, and also upgraded our room to a full 2-bedroom suite, with full kitchen. For $100/night! No, I didn't flash any majik cards or badges to get that. If you're familiar with the popular Oregon beach towns, $100/night is a good deal for a fleabag, and this was a newer motel. Our only room gripe was that the doors still used a key-lock (high-security key though), and there was no interior night-latch. Upon check-out, I DID show my retired LEO badge, and pointed out to her that the SCOTUS long ago decided that key locks and no night-latches were a formula for HUGE damages in case of a break-in. The hotelier assured me that the inn was slated to soon upgrade to pass-card locks.
The weather: rated a +. It was warm, sunny, with no wind when we arrived Tuesday, so we sat out on our deck and bagged some rays, then after our trip companions arrived at their hotel, we met them and had a nice beach walk with them and their pooch. The next day was somewhat rainy, perfect for gift shop wandering, sampling the wares at bakeries, and taking in the prosperity of the place. Cannon Beach has always been an upscale place. The town is VERY pooch-friendly, with about half of the shops providing porches to leave the pooch while you shop. Most of the hotels allow pets also.
The food: First evening, we ate at a tavern a block away from our hotel. Fantastic food, I had a fried oyster sandwich (new to me, never saw one on a menu before). It was outstanding, perfectly served on a fresh roll. The gudwife had a seared ahi (tuna) plate, and they gave her so much of it we both ate parts of three meals off of that dinner. Second day saw breakfast in our friend's suite, then lunch bought uptown and eaten in our suite and dinner at one of the big touristy restaurants, where I ate their Cioppino, or fish stew. I had to struggle to finish the huge tureen of seafoodly goodness. The gudwife had fried razor clams, which, again, she couldn't finish and we brought them back with us and polished them off this ayem. The clams needing more pounding, were a workout for the teeth. Yesterday, we ate breakfast in, finishing most of the leftovers of the two days of food-bingeing so we didn't have to drag them home, because my travel kit included only a small cooler.
A note on dining in Cannon Beach: Tuesday and Wednesday are the days restaurants close, if they aren't 7-day open. You have less options, but Trip Advisor rates 35 'strants for the town, so even operating on half of them, one has plenty of choices. What the town lacks is a proper supermarket. Zero, zip, nada, rien, bupkis. There are a few convenience stores, and one place, Mariner Market, which has most of the necessities, but at robber-baron prices, and way too much of the frou-frou vegan and fad-dieter apple-crapple that you don't need. I spent $48 in there buying a few snacks, most of which ran to 3X the price the same brands could be had for in the Big Citeh. You have to get back on the coast road and drive North to Seaside or Warrenton, 8 or 20 miles depending on which supermarkets you want to shop at, if you want supermarket prices.
Cyber stuff: we had decent T-Mobile reception, I had decent Verizon 3G for my Xoom tablet (but not 4G, hmmmm), but our friends had AT&T and got no high-speed, only basic phone service on their I-Fones. I was able to punt my T-Mobile Galaxy S2 into "hotspot" mode after breakfast at their place so they could check their cyber necessities. My hotel had okay, just okay, wi-fi, not suitable to streaming video, and music only at 32kbps. No Netflix in bed to nod off to. The McBee Cottages had no useable wi-fi.
Summary: A fine little relaxing interlude, and I held to my budget of $400, even having enough left to blow $75 at Josephson's Smokehouse in Astoria, OR, on the way back home. Shoot, it might just be time to go tie into that bag o'goodies and have a snort of decent scotch with that smoked fish. Writing an AAR always makes me thirsty for something good to sip.