We drove through some charming towns along the way and decided to stop at the Tillamook cheese factory for an ice cream treat. Well, Max stayed in the car but I enjoyed a delicious one scoop (if you can believe it) of chocolate peanut butter.
I decided to do a little people watching so I sat outside and ate it on a bench during a very windy afternoon. As I headed back to the parking lot, I decided to sit in the car to catch up on some emails. As I was on the computer in the car, I witnessed a person back up into another car and hit the bumper. From where I sat, it looked like a tap and the owner of the vehicle got out to inspect the damage. I went away on the computer figuring that everything was ok. About twenty minutes later, I saw a few people gathered around the car looking at the damage. After a while, a gentleman came up to me to see if I saw anything. I told him my story and what I didn't know (or see) was that she left a big dent on the side of the car. I told him that I would help out in any way I could since I would be there for a while.
Shortly after, a police officer came to write up a report of the incident. She came to my car to ask me a few questions and after I answered, I asked her if I could ask her a few questions and take her photograph. To my surprise, she agreed to it! So there I was, out in the middle of the Tillamook parking lot taking photographs of the town's female sheriff to perhaps be included in my "Women's Work" project.It goes to show you that you never know what will happen in your day or who you will come across. Not only was I able to get caught up on some mail in the parking lot, I was able profile the sheriff of Tillamook and let's not forget that huge scoop of ice cream! That was enough excitement for the day so we decided to leave and continued our journey north.
