Arizona Beach and Arch Rock

September 26 we get an early start. Edson Creek has been a good campground for us, but it’s good to be on the road again.  We gain Highway 101, and as I point the van’s nose south it occurs to me that Freedom, while still a good name and good description for what this vehicle has meant to me, it doesn’t quite fit any longer. We’ve been on the road for over a year now, and that is definitely freedom. We’ve seen so much and I feel so blessed to have had this opportunity, these adventures. Adventures . . .   Some were misadventures, but thankfully not many. 

I have it! MissAdventure. I ponder this as we head south, and the more I think about it, the more I like it; it just seems to cover it all.  I mentally christen the green machine with her new name, and I am pleased with this small change. Driving is conducive to deep thoughts.  LOL.

I see a sign for Arizona Beach and am intrigued.  It’s a small site with black sand.  I park MissAdventure and the boys and I explore. 

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Our curiosity satisfied, we head out, spotting these quail on the way back to Hwy 101.

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Onward toward Gold Beach and Brookings.  The farther south we go the less sunshine there is. We head into fog.

At Samuel Boardman State Park the fog hangs over the ocean like a blanket. I really want to see Arch Rock and we take the loop trail down and back up to the parking lot several times in anticipation of the fog lifting.  We sit on the bench seat of the picnic table and people watch.  An hour passes, then another half hour.

The cottony gray mist lifts for a bit, then settles back down. It doesn’t appear to want to leave, but I do.  I have a mission to get back to Cali and I don’t want to sit here any longer waiting.  We take our last walk down to the section of the park where Arch Rock stands in eternal immobility, its feet planted in the swirling sea. I snap a few photos through the mist.  I have seen many places along 101 that I would like to visit but didn’t this trip, and I know we will come this way again. Perhaps then it will be a fog-free photo opportunity.

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Arch Rock in the misty fog

We make it as far as Crescent City where I re-supply at WalMart, and we spend the night. It’s one of the dirtiest places we’ve been, but I am thankful to have a place to park. Sleep is decent and it was fairly quiet. 

Thanks for stopping by 2Dogs!  Hugs, Shawna

 

Bandon-By-The-Sea . . .

Bandon. One of my favorite places in Oregon and where the best cream puffs I’ve ever tasted are made!  But, seeing how ol’ Murphy, of Murphy’s Law fame, is my cousin, the Bandon Bakery is closed.  Oh that’s right, it’s not Murphy at all. It’s Monday.  They aren’t open on Monday. Neither is the Bandon Market that’s on the wharf. Well, you picked fine time Lucille to stop in Bandon, didn’t you?

We head out to the jetty to get the Bandon lighthouse from the south side.

DSC_0027 (1)From here we head back north and capture some shots from the north side. The lighthouse is accessible from a road heading out to the ocean from Bullard’s Beach State Park. I love this squat little lighthouse.  The boys get in some drift wood exploration, too.

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My goodness, it’s a gorgeous day! No trip to Bandon is complete without driving Beach Loop Road and stopping at Face Rock. This viewpoint offers exceptional vistas of the  area to the left and right of Face Rock.

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I spend a bit of time just drinking in the view, but soon we are on the road just a bit south of Face Rock to stop and visit with good friends who have recently moved here.  I am served a scrumptious strawberry shortcake that rivals those cream puffs whose exquisite taste I was raving about.

Anxious to get on the road and closer to family I regretfully decline their generous offer of a place to park and access to laundry and a shower. Such awesome people! I linger,  but know I must move on. It’s been a year since I’ve seen my sons, my sister, and my grandchildren.  The closer I get the more urgent seeing them becomes.

We head south bathed in the warm sunshine of this beautiful day.  Thanks for coming along with us! Hugs, Shawna

 

 

South to North Bend

September 14, 2018. Leaving the lovely town of Florence it looks like we are in for a bit of fog. Perhaps it will lift as the day goes on. We stop in Gardiner, a tiny, weathered town along Highway 101, to get a shot of this statue and I notice the dreary, lowered sky is already lifting. Yeah!!DSC_0001 (2)Statue in Gardiner OR along 101

Next up is the Umpqua River Lighthouse, but first the boys get some time in at the dog park in Reedsport. It was hard to find and nothing outstanding about it, but the Boys enjoyed and that’s all that matters.
I have to be totally honest about this; Umpqua was not my favorite lighthouse. Pretty much looks the same as most of them do, but to make it even less inviting is the fact it is smack dab in the middle of coast guard housing. Tough to get a decent photo, but it is what it is.

A quick shot of the view of Winchester Bay,

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and we continue south to North Bend where the rest of the day is taken up with all the usual things. Buying ice, and supplies, walking the dogs, planning what we will take in tomorrow. We settle in for the night at The Mill Casino.

Tomorrow becomes today and with beautiful azure skies we head west to Charleston, a tiny fishing town known for being an oyster bed—so to speak. Huge piles of white shells can be found on the east side of the bridge that takes you into the town, testament to the fact they catch a lot of oysters here.

Our goal this morning, though, is Sunset Bay a beautiful small bay where the parking lot is snugged right up to the beach and walks  and kayaking are at your fingertips if that’s your thing.  We are here early and there are not too many people about.

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These are the only shells I’ve found on this trip.

DSC_0015  Next up is shore acres, a not-to-be-missed Oregon State Park.

Thanks for coming along!  Hugs, Shawna

 

Heceta Head Lighthouse

August 16 — After spending almost a couple of weeks in and around Waldport, OR we once again travel south. My quest to photograph the lighthouses of the Oregon coast will be one lighthouse closer to accomplishment after our stop at Heceta Head.

It’s a gorgeous day, mostly sunny with no wind, and the Chiweenie Brothers and I enjoy the short hike it takes to get to the lighthouse.  The lightkeeper’s big house for him and his family is down the hill from the lighthouse A grand house it is, beautifully restored and kept up.

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I encourage you to Google information on this lighthouse as it has some interesting history.

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In addition to the big house down the hill, there are living quarters attached to Heceta Head Lighthouse also.  Space was tight and made it impossible to get everything in the photo.

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Building attached to the lighthouse

DSC_0025 (3)Chiweenie Brothers at Haceta LighthouseA trail up the hill leads to a nice view of the top of the lighthouse.

Anyone care to guess what this is?

Concrete mounting blocks at Haceta Head Lighthouse

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Thanks for stopping by!  The Boys and I love having you along for the ride!  Hugs, Shawna

Waldport, Gov. Patterson State Park and Cooks Chasm

Waldport, Oregon—about the halfway point along Hwy 101 in Oregon. The intention for a couple day’s stay turns into almost two weeks.  The boys and I get in a lot of beach time.  We find one beach, Neptune, that if we go early enough we are the only ones there and the rocky cliffs on both sides are steep enough and reach out toward the sea far enough to keep two wild wiener dogs contained.  I let them off leash to run their little hearts out.

DSC_0043 (1)Fries, Bridge, Beach

August 11th. The sky lowers and a light but steady rain falls.  The boys, ever adaptable to what is placed before us, are content to curl up and nap.  I read and nap.

By early afternoon the sun makes an appearance and we have a glorious rest of the day in which to enjoy this beautiful area.  I find a patch of blackberries and pick a few for my breakfast cereal tomorrow morning.  Charlie picks salal berries, but none make it into the berry container!

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We spend our nights bouncing back and forth between Governor Patterson State Park near Yachats (pronounced yaw hots), Cooks Chasm, and a parking area beside Highway 34 in Waldport. Our days are spent on our favorite beach at Neptune State Park, and other beaches farther south.

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The Left Side of Neptune Beach

Our nights at Cooks Chasm are a mix of soothing and intense sounds.  The surf pounds the lava rock and sounds like booming thunder as the sea works its way between narrow channels, lava rock overhangs, and shallow caves.  It pushes its way up into a hole in the rock to shoot spray up in the air as the force of the water pushes toward the rocky shore; The Spout. As the tide drags the sea back I am soothed and lulled into a sense of peace until the thundering crashes begin again.DSC_0053

COOKS CHASM BLOW HOLE

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Thors Well is a bit farther out at Cooks Chasm, and the sea boils into it from below— up, and over the rim of the large round hole in the lava then gets pulled back out as the tide makes its backward pull.  The well becomes devoid of water, and the fascinating scene repeats over and over in the ancient rhythm of the sea.

Thanks for stopping by!  Hugs, Shawna and the Boys

CURRENT READ: The Extraordinary Life of Sam Hell by Robert Dugoni

 

 

Smelt State Park

A breezy, but gorgeous day calls for some beach time.  I turn into Smelt Sands State Park, teeny tiny as it is, only because I like the name.  Yeah, I’ve smelt (smelled) sand before, and it smells like the ocean … Hahahahahah.

The tide is out and the rocks with their shallow depressions trap starfish, anemones and other sea creatures in the pools left by the receding ocean.

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The boys and I explore, and I am a kid in the candy store. Check out these sea treasures.

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Charlie B checks out the kelp bed

A timeless reminder about the pull and power of the sea. Click on the photo to enlarge.
DSC_0088At Smelt Sands State Park Central Oregon

Just a few days ago a Chinese couple,  recent immigrants to the US and living in Lake Oswego, OR, lost their lives in front of their 10 year old daughter when they climbed out onto a rock near Rock Creek Park south of Depoe Bay during the incoming high tide and were swept off into the ocean by a wave.   A helicopter rescue team was sent out and got them, but they both died in hospital shortly after being taken there. What a senseless tragedy.

Thanks for stopping by 2DogsTravel.  Hugs, Shawna and the Chiweenie Boys.

 

Hometown Fire, Siletz Bay, Lincoln City Oregon

While getting the mail service disaster taken care of we revisit previous parking spots. A night back at our Hwy 131 spot, back to Girabaldi and our spot at the wayside just north of town.  A night at a local big box store.

A horrendous fire breaks out in northern California in the area where I grew up and where I have lots of family and friends.  Between this and the mail service fiasco, I am stressed, stressed, stressed, but it finally looks like I’ve got everything done that needed taken care of and we once again head south following Hwy 101 down the coast.

Lincoln City is our home for the next couple of days. The Chiweenie Brothers get in some beach time at the “D” River Wayside. The “D” River is billed as the shortest river in the world, and indeed it isn’t but maybe a half block long.

DSC_0023The D River in Lincoln City. Wor;ld's Shortest River

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While staying in Lincoln City we take a few sightseeing/camp search wanderings around the area.

Along Siletz Road  following the river DSC_0034A Home on the Siletz River Love this house.  There are some RV parks along this road right on the river, too.

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As I am enjoying the view of the bay a gal pulls up in what looks like a brand new Ford cargo van (turns out it is a Mercedes.  Oops! Sorry Sandy)  She spots the boys and I in the green machine and asks if we are full-timing. When I say yes she shares that she has just started.  We hit it off right and end up planning to meet at Boiler Bay, our next stop.

Thanks for stopping by 2DogsTravel. Hugs, Shawna

CURRENT READ: Before We Were Yours, Lisa Wingate. A novel based on true events; Georgia Tann and the Tennessee Children’s Home Society’s adoption scandal between the years of 1920 and 1950.  THIRTY years.