In December, the ocean staggers in eight breaking sets of furious waves pounding on the rugged sand beach extending beyond and below cavorting trees bent in sublimation to a pounding wind and driven fumerals of rain spray. As you engage vicariously in the tumult outside your room's panoramic window, hyperboles trudge through your mind like the ridges in a peanut butter cookie, heck you know this ain't great literature but the wine glass and cookies in your hand, and the warmth from the hearth in your room, do a pretty good number calming the critical circuits in your brain. I know at times like these, i probably shouldn't try to write a travel review. Ah, but the wine is close at hand and the welcome of the room and your hosts, and did I mention wine, just seem to make this a perfect place to be. And I got here three days ago and have barely moved. Guys, this is better than watching a frozen football game from your living room. Ladies, well, I never presume to know exactly what you may think, but this inn is charming, romantic, and even if are a a guy, you feel pampered in a way that does,t make your skin crawl.
Others accurately described the rooms and setting -all wonderful- but I've gone for the experience. My cookie is gone and my glass is empty and I plan to search for another (s).
Room Tip: Yaquina or chinook best among the best!
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