OffBeat Pathfinder Basecamp

Hiking the ruins at Finlaggan felt like stumbling into a medieval saga—fog rolling across the loch, ancient stones, and the kind of quiet that makes you wonder if you’re being watched by the ghosts of old clan chiefs. Sheep outnumbered people, and the wild geese at Loch Gruinart acted like they ran ...

Did I see a chicken in a raincoat on Main Street? No one believes me.

fog all day, dungeness crab all day. missin the sun. still love it here.

Tried Chico’s Tacos because everyone said “you gotta”—still not sure what happened. But I’d go again.


Go downtown for murals. Sunscreen = survival.

Best parade: Halloween. Saw a six-foot-tall chihuahua, a Shakespeare wizard, and what I think was a walking latte. Never seen so many tutus outside of ballet.