I took a blogging break, not because I couldn’t get online or didn’t have things to show and tell, but because I was busy adventuring. There’s actually too much, but I have to treat you to the wonders of Oregon. This was my fourth trip to this state and I have to say that, while I’ll never leave Oklahoma, I hope to always come back here.
We were here for about 11 days this time and even the things I’d seen before at the same time of year looked different. First, we flew in over Mt Hood and it was covered with snow. Last year, it was dry.
And our first weekend on the coast was in record rains with high winds. From the safety of our place, we watched the stormy seas, venturing away from the fireplace only for better views. As visitors, you don’t have to worry about your property, only your own safety and preparedness, so we kept the fire lit and had flashlights and enjoyed snuggling in while the winds roared and the waves rolled higher and higher.
The beaches we saw after the storm were altered by the foam and debris.
and the waves were rough for a few days
But it soon relaxed and the earth restored itself to a refreshed beauty. We explored the towns along the coast with all their seaside charm…
…ate wonderful seafood…Dungeness crab, Oregon pink shrimp, shrimp and clam chowder, rock fish, halibut, and snapper…in nice restaurants and along the road…
I saw the creatures of the sea…the pelicans, gulls, and cormorants, the sea lions in rain and shine…
…and the harbor seals…
I walked early in the morning as the sun hit the sea…
…and captured sunsets…
There were beaches with sand dunes…
and beaches with driftwood…
…and treasures to find…
There were lighthouses…
…and signs that alert…
And I left the beach to hike up trails that led to mossy forests and flowing waterfalls, lush from the storms…
…and travelled the historic coastal highway along the Columbia River, looking over where Lewis & Clark paddled by, enjoying the falls along the way.
So I prepare to leave this beautiful state while the beaches, the forests, and Mt Hood are in my heart, begging me to return.
How can I refuse as long as I can walk the shores or climb the trails? Oregon will always be a special, magical place for me.