Watching the sun set over the Pacific Ocean has become our nightly ritual. We eat dinner, Darrin does the dishes, we walk to the lake or around the camp ground, eat our fill of fresh Blackberries by the fence, and head over to the bench where everyone gathers!
And voila! Mother Nature puts on an amazing show for us and the local wildlife.
This mornings walk on the beach included a seal rolling around in the waves and pelicans flying and diving. A show just for us. Absolutely beautiful to watch!
Agates are old volcanic lava that makes cool rocks and they can be found on the Oregon coast. If you want to know more, read here: http://oregondiscovery.com/agate-hunting.
We decided to give beach agate hunting a go. We walked miles of beach at low tide(very important as the tide here is quite strong and the undertow dangerous) looking for the right areas, they say the winter season is better because the strong storm waves move the sand out of the way. We perservered and had success!
These are the rocks we found that the locals say are agates!
Aren’t they beautiful?
We walked miles and had hours of fun on the beach. And we can do it all over again tomorrow after the tide moves things around!
We have heard that, and similar sentiments over the last 5 months. But for the first time the wee Rover met its match!
Enter Katrina, Jason, and the Battle Wagon, a highly modified Subaru Outback. A fun young couple with the Coolest Vehicle Ever! Our Subaru Outback is most likely shaking in the garage back in Vermont: ‘What are they going to do to me when they get home!’
Today at low tide we walked south on the beach to the rocks we could see in the distance. They turned out to be amazingly beautiful pieces of Mother Nature’s artwork carved by the ocean.
The nice part of staying in little campgrounds like this county park is you get to meet amazing people. Karl and Judy pulled in the day after we did and invited us to go with them to the Bandon Cranberry Festival. There was a great Star Trek themed parade.
After the parade we toured the harbor and downtown shops (including a great candy store and cheese shop both with free samples!) and a local place for lunch…yum.
While enjoying the sunshine of the Oregon coast at Boice-Cope Park we met Rod, a fellow camper. We had a nice visit and just before leaving Rod came over and gave us the little canoe paddle he carved last night, “Something to remember me by!”
As some of you know, given our limited space, we have been pretty selective on picking up souvenirs.
The first souvenir was the braciopod Hillary, the Archeologist, gave us in Wyoming.
The second was the Moon Snail from Haida Gwaii given to us by Mark in British Columbia.
And the third, and newest, is the Little Paddle!
Each holds a memory of a nice spot and a new, or old, friend!
Last night, a Westifalia camped near us. As usual, we began the usual comparing of vehicles. Darrin asked where they were headed. They said they needed to be in Seattle in a week or so to have a Subaru engine convesion done on the Westy! So are we! This lead to a conversation into the angst of plunking down a bunch of money, over the internet, sight unseen, to a business you have never delt with! Fingers crossed both ‘heart transplants’ go well!