We whipped through Lincoln City and Florence because my friend was keen on a buggy ride over the sand dunes.
We booked a tour with one office and when we arrived, were told the other people in the group were going to be an hour late so we’d have to wait till they arrived. Excuse me! We weren’t late, we chastised the woman and demanded our money back.
We crossed to the opposition and were on our way over the dunes. I found it rather sad that such a beautiful location would allow the growling, spluttering buggies to crisscross the pristine dunes. We came upon a woman with her dog standing on top of a dune gazing into the azure ocean in the distance. The buggy driver said she was crazy but I though she had the right idea.