Yes, finally, a date was set for a trip north into Oregon to visit a friend in Roseburg. The Boys and I left Friday after I got the last of the items onboard Miss Freedom, heading north on Hwy 89 to merge onto I-5. If it had been summer we would have taken a more meandering, less traveled path, but it wasn’t and we didn’t.
The trees that show color in the autumn were halfway between pretty and kind of dried up and dead looking. Pretty much half and half on most of the trees. The drought seems to have taken the life out of everything. Still, it was a nice drive.
When we arrived in Roseburg and pulled into my friend’s driveway we were delighted to find Francesca’s neighbor had several maple trees in various stages of fall glory. And they were not showing signs of the drought.
Saturday morning we planned a little day trip to Bandon-By-The-Sea, a jaunt of about 70 miles if you go the direct route, but we decided it was a lovely day to do a little sight seeing so we went via Hwy 138/38 to Elkton following the scenic North Umpqua River. Loved this carved pole, one of the four that decorated each end/side of the bridge across the river.
The Monkey Puzzle Tree. I’ve seen these around the coast and inland a ways before. They always fascinate me. And the tips of the “leaves” are needle sharp!
At last we arrived in the quaint little town of Bandon and drove through “Old Town” and out where we could park and walk the beach. The wind was fierce and we did not get the photo of us we always take to document how we’ve grown, ummmm…….aged, but I did get a shot of the roiling surf and a sweet little pigeon who was either very confused about just what time of year it is or just plain crazy. She was perfectly content to just sit there on her basket nest watching the people come and go. Not sure which came first, the nest or the basket. I think she got some help from someone, what do you think?
A trip to Bandon is never complete without a stop at the Bandon Bakery for a cream puff so after a bite to eat at a local restaurant where we shared a table with a very charming Canadian and a local gentleman, we went straight for the puffs. Oh man. Heaven! I was good; only had one. :). I thoroughly enjoyed every last bit of it, and it wasn’t until I was savoring the last bite that I realized I hadn’t taken a photo of it. Oh well, probably a good thing I didn’t. It might have been more than you could take. Yes, they are that good! 🙂
Despite the biting wind, we had a wonderful time and Burger and The Chiweenie Brothers were three very tired pups. Guess we were pretty tired, too, because I didn’t get a picture of the hounds!
Sunday and Monday of our little getaway will be the focus of the next post. Thanks for stopping by!
LOOK UP! Tomorrow morning (and Friday) the predawn sky has a treat for you. Check it out HERE and scroll down.