An airplane. That's the noise I've been hearing. Then I discovered one of my favorite spots to "water the grass" is the end of a runway in the center of town. "In the center of town there is a runway?" I know, that is right before we cross the street to go to the hardware store. Who would live a few blocks from an airstrip? Everyone in Pacific City does.
The strange thing is, you never hear them land. They coast in. One time they flew right over our heads at the end of the runway and I didn't even notice. So, if you have a plane or know someone who does, we'd love to have them stay with us at The Craftsman B&B. You can fly in and Mike will pick you up at the North end of the airstrip.
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