July 25th. WE’RE HERE! The Oregon Coast at Seaside!! AHHH, the cool air feels wonderful! We meet up with a fellow van dweller, Sue. Sue is a born city gal, the daughter of circus performers, who ended up in Oregon around 2004 and stayed. She taught me a few things about van dwelling in the town environment. Being FB friends for a couple of years through a van group, it’s so nice to finally meet face-to-face. Both her sons are currently in Sweden and she is planning her second trip there for visit after her trip to the east coast. She is also throwing a trip to Thailand somewhere there in the mix. The boys and I spend a lovely day along the boardwalk—The Prom—with Sue, meeting more interesting people.
We meet two gals from Virginia who BIKED their way to the Pacific Ocean. Seaside, one of their last stops before they are on a plane home. Another gal and her boyfriend, vanners also, are enjoying the ocean beaches. She, a Canadian with an Australian accent (lived quite a while there and was a firefighter) but currently from Virginia is out here on the west coast with her boyfriend, an artist.
Sue heads north, the boys and I hang at the beach.
Next morning we head to Fort Stevens to spend the day. This is a huge state park and it’s very busy. We spend time walking along the shore where the wreck of the Peter Iredale rests on the beach, its bottom half entombed in the sand .
Read about the sailing ship HERE
The fog does, finally, lift.
Once we head out of Fort Stevens I stumble—by pure chance– upon a dog park in Warrenton, and of course we stop. The boys enjoy some off-leash time, and I enjoy chatting with the locals. In the same area as the dog park is a hiking trail along the Columbia River.
There are homes along this trail, and I spot a particularly pretty yard. I get a small pang of regret as I gaze at the beautiful flowers.
It doesn’t last long though, as I realize I have no weeding, watering, or dead-heading to do. I can enjoy without all the work. 🙂
July 26th, after another night of “boondocking” in the city I locate a laundromat and do a load of wash, then head to Fort Clatsop where they have a wonderful replication of the old fort. Read about Fort Clatsop HERE
A cleverly disguised trash can within the park.
What I love most about every state park we’ve been in so far–AND most rest areas–are the hiking trails. A dose of education and some exercise; a great combination.
Not wanting to miss getting to see the first permanent United States settlement on the Pacific Coast, I point Freedom’s nose to the north and we head to Astoria. Read more HERE .
Whoa. I LOVE the old buildings here, but the streets are narrow and the traffic is horrific. I grab a shot of Flavel House, even though there isn’t enough room to get the whole of the beautiful old building in the shot. In the parking where we are parked is this building, ye old pokey, now a film museum.
read about Flavel House HERE. I attempt to find “The Column” but fail. Hunger pains win out over getting to the column, and I regret not seeing it, but it just gives me a reason to come back someday.
Thanks for stopping by 2Dogs! Have a wonderful day. Hugs, Shawna