The State Parks in Oregon are manned by welcoming volunteers who answer questions, give interesting tips on the area, clean, trim hedges, grass and bushes, pick up litter and generally keep the parks in excellent condition. It was not unusual for there to be 2 or even 3 hosts in a park, so we could always find one to talk with. We ended up staying in State Parks all down the coast, paying $20 to $23 per night, always with electric and water, and in many places with cable and sewer. There was no wifi at any of the Parks, but we always managed to find a coffee shop, or McDonalds, so we were fine.
I just stood looking in wonder at the long sandy beach with the surf snaking along the shoreline.
|As we walked South, it became foggy|
|Long Sandy Beach|
Lincoln also boasts the world’s shortest river, D, from Devil’s Lake to the Ocean,
The folks at the “i”s, Visitor Information Centres, were really helpful with maps, and suggestions of local points of interest or good coffee shops or cafes.
Using Lincoln as our first coastal base, one day we drove north to find a hiking trail that had been recommended. We couldn’t find it, but did have lunch in a delightful cafe in Neskowin, and walked along the beautiful beach behind it.
|...to the North|
On the way back we checked email at McDonalds, and decided to check out the Casino, and to have the buffet –full meal for $14.99 each, and, because it was Oregon, no tax. The Casino also has a large paved parking area for RV’s to park overnight.
Another day we drove south along Otter Road, off 101, to Boiler Bay
|South from Cape Foulweather|
|Devil`s Punchbowl- we didn`t walk down, just took pictures|
|A McCullough bridge at Depoe Bay|
It was time to head down the coast to Carl G. Washburne Memorial State Park between Yachats [pronounced YAH-hats] and Florence. We had a beautiful, clear 50 ft site, beside a trail to the beach.
|Our site- private, quiet and no leaves|
|Another beautiful, private site|
|Looking North to Cape Perpetua from the View Point|
|Looking South from Cape Perpetua|
The first morning, we walked the trail to the beach. It was like an enchanted forest, eerily shaped, leafless trees, with moss on the trunks and branches, going through bushes,
through rocks, then onto
another spectacular beach.
|My Enchanted Forest walk to the beach|
|Carl G. Washburn Memorial State Park Beach|
|The Sea Lion Cave minus the Sea Lions|
|Heceta Lighthouse from The Sea Lion Cave|
We tried several seafood restaurants. In Yachats,
we had a seafood
lunch and then excellent coffee [and wifi] at the Green Salmon,
downtown Florence, we went to Mo’s, right on the wharf. Their seafood bouillabaisse
was excellent. It was so good, that later we went back for lunch-seafood
sliders and the best oyster stew. One day, as we used the wifi, we had lunch
at the Green Salmon-excellent wrap and huge Caesar salad - then drove around the
interesting homes in Waldport on the Alsea Peninsula and Smelts Beach- a
favourite spot for finding agates.
|Driving into Yachats|
|Wifi, excellent lattes and excellent food- what`s not to like!|
|Driving north to Yachats- I am on the inside!|
|Smelts Beach - looking for Agates|
|Smelts Beach - tide pools|
Since we hadn’t really seen Cook’s Chasm geyser blowhole in action, and the surf was quite high, we tried again and were rewarded with some awesome blowhole geysers.
|Looking North from the Geyser|
|Looking 802 feet down|
The Aquarium in Newport was fun, even in the rain. Otters, grey Harbour seals, sleek California Sea Lions and a variety of ducks and birds were in outside enclosures,
|Sea Lion being fed|
We found another quirky, delightful coffeehouse in Florence, with displays of local Art and jewellery, and pottery.
Our next stop in Oregon was at Bullards’ Beach Campground in Bandon. The sites are beautiful, and required no levelling at all. The Beach is a few miles from the campground, so we drove down, walked for a bit along the beach and around the lighthouse,
|Another McCullough Bridge into Bandon|
|A Critter made from refuse collected on the beaches|
|``Cat and Kittens`` rock `stacks` in Bandon|
|Face Rock in Bandon|
It rained all that night and for the next couple of days. The first day, we drove to the beach to check out the high tides and surf, then went into Bandon, found a Fish Shop to have lunch and to the Bandon Coffee Cafe for wifi and lattes. The second day of rain, we drove up to Coos along a back road, and found a unique Deli to have lunch and use wifi. By this time, I was getting a little tired of the dreariness, but was told by the owner of the Deli, that this was the weather for the next couple of months.
The next day, however, we woke to beautiful sun. There were a couple of other Airstreams in the Park while we were there. One of the most interesting aspects of this lifestyle is the people you meet. We have been getting great tips from other travelers, about where to go, where to camp, and how to get there, and areas of the coast to avoid with the Airstream.
Off we headed, south again- looking for warmth and sun. There was a hard frost on the ground the last night, and ice on the puddles. The coast continued to amaze me- rugged coast with rocks rising out of the ocean, sandy beaches for miles, and half-moon sandy coves nestled in the rocks at low tide.
|Gold Coast shoreline|
|Long sandy beaches...|
|as far as the eye can see...|
|Rocks rising out of the ocean...|
|Our site at Harris State Park|
|Harris State Park beach- a bird sanctuary|
|Another view of the Beach|
|Sunset in Brookings at Harris Beach|
|The truck and I are dwarfed...|
|...and it is golf-shirt weather|
John in his wanders, met a couple of young men in the “Hiker/Biker section of the Park, who had come in the night before, but had their bikes and some of their gear stolen overnight. They came over for a few drinks after supper. They had become friends at university, and were biking from Vancouver to San Francisco. After talking for several hours, it was decided that we would take them to the redwood forest the next day. Otherwise they would miss it completely because they had decided to hitchhike to San Francisco, and fly home from there. On our way through Crescent City, we stopped at the California “i”, and got some excellent maps and information. The volunteer suggested we stop at the Harbour, since there were usually sea lions there. WOW, there certainly were. We heard them long before we saw them.
|Crescent City Harbour with the California Seals enjoying the weather|
|Look Mum, I can Float!|
Their reaction was similar to ours - awe.
But they were much more agile, and were soon scrambling on
fallen logs and cross-cuts by the path.
|John did a bit of climbing too|
So, our time on the Oregon Coast ends. Next on to California, missing the first section of the coast, but travelling inland along Hwy 101, and more Redwoods!