vulture bait day 5: shelter cove.

Yeah, yeah, nature, water, seals, blah, blah, seals, wild, waves, our hotel, sunset, blah, blah, gorgeous.

Bottom: Mario's/Marois Bar. "Kind Of A Shithole", as the Yelp review says, but it's also "Where You Really Learn Stuff". I believe this picture was taken just before I was nearly involved in a two-girl fight at the bar. Definitely before we met Regina, who introduced Nelson to several new concepts including the Jagerbomb. I heard the word "motherfucker" more that night than at any point in recent memory. This picture is also illustrative of the "youthful logger" outfit I would be wearing for the next couple days in order to "fit in".

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