Nobody can agree on the exact day The Bandonian was founded. Official records are, unfortunately, inconclusive. What is known is that The Bandonian was created for one purpose: To report on matters of questionable importance with unwavering journalistic confidence. Founded by self-appointed senior field correspondent Wally Robertson, The Bandonian exists somewhere between investigative journalism, public service, and complete misunderstanding. Wally has dedicated himself to
The streets of Bandon smell like breakfast—bacon from the café, muffins from somewhere I need to find. I strut past shop windows, tail high, catching smiles from humans and polite sniffs from other dogs (mostly fellow Goldens, naturally). Every corner is a mystery, every lamppost a message board, and with each step, I know this little town
Nobody can agree on the exact day The Bandonian was founded. Official records are, unfortunately, inconclusive. What is known is that The Bandonian was created for one purpose: To report on matters of questionable importance with unwavering journalistic confidence. Founded by self-appointed senior field correspondent Wally Robertson, The Bandonian exists somewhere between investigative journalism, public service, and complete misunderstanding. Wally has dedicated himself to
The streets of Bandon smell like breakfast—bacon from the café, muffins from somewhere I need to find. I strut past shop windows, tail high, catching smiles from humans and polite sniffs from other dogs (mostly fellow Goldens, naturally). Every corner is a mystery, every lamppost a message board, and with each step, I know this little town