Along the short trail I spotted a patch of large fungus.
Here is the "view",or lack of one, from the top of beach path.
Down on the beach.
Pirates! I think I see pirates! Just kidding, only rocks and fog.
Yes, strangely enough I did need the sun glasses. It was a bright white fog.
Since it was fog central at the beach we decided to drive up the coast. We went through Newport and kept on heading North on highway 101. Then Julie wanted to check out Beverly Beach State Park since her family used to go camping there when she was a kid. I told her something like "I don't think it is anything like it was when you were a kid". We pulled in and started driving through the multiple "loops" of camping spots. Julie was amazed, this place is HUGE now. Just about every camp space is jam packed right next to each other; no privacy, no listening to the wind through the trees, wall to wall people/cars/kids/and their junk.
There was one point when we had just started to drive through the camping loops Julie said something that I will always remember. After taking a deep breath she said "ahhhh.... Campfire". This is exactly what I had said while driving with Julie through a small campground before summer. I was so proud. Anyways on one of the outer loops there were a section of yurts that were close to the beach and a lot more private. We may stay in one of those sometime for a coast trip.
We continued on North on 101 when someone mentioned food. Then it was time to play the game "what place looks good". We passed place after place... We did not want anything fancy but wanted more than just fast food. Then I saw this place called Jack's Steaks & Seafood just North of Depoe Bay. The food was GREAT! I had a ribeye steak mushrooms and Julie had meatloaf. Even plain old meatloaf was the best meatloaf I ever had.
So tummies now happy we drove on to Lincoln City. Where I spotted a classic looking used bookstore along 101, Robert's Bookshop . Wow this place is a lot bigger than it looks from the outside. It's got the classic used book smell with memorabilia on the walls and shelves. After being lost for in there for a few minutes, Robert asked if he could help me find something. I said where is your history section? His response was what type of history? I knew then that this was my kind of used book store! I of course said Oregon history and he showed me to not just one little shelf on the wall, but three bookcases along the wall floor to ceiling. I bought five books even though he said that next weekend was his 30% off Labor day weekend sale. We will be back for sure.
I was ready to head back home so we turned South on highway 101, when I spotted a sign that said Drift creek camp 12 miles this way. Julie said "let's go check it out". It was already 5:00 PM, but I said "okay", thinking that it might be a nice campground and that I had remembered reading something about Drift Creek Falls trail someplace. The road headed into the Siuslaw National Forest and was pretty curvy. We followed the signs as we went further and further into the forest. Many times I things like this turn out to be a big flat spot were the local kids go to party or some old hunters camp. I tried to get Julie to turn around and just head home since it was getting late, she was driving, but she kept wanting to keep going. Again, I was so proud, I think I am rubbing off on her. Finally we see a sign and cross a little bridge... WOW! This is no campground. Look at that huge "A" frame lodge and the cabins. We talked to the camp caretaker for a few minutes. He told us it was mainly a church retreat for the Mennonite Camp Association or Oregon. It was getting dark so Julie asked about the electricity. He told us they were off the grid and made their own power. He gave us a card and said the cabins or whole camp could be rented out for family reunions, events, etc... We did not expect to find anything like this. I have been to a few places like this that are "off grid", they always interest me. This place it really beautiful, I sure would like to come back here and maybe rent a cabin for the weekend. So we turned around and finally headed back home to Albany. We did see a sign for Drift Creek Falls, but it indicated that it was 10 miles in a different direction from the camp. So that's for another trip.
....and yes, I should have taken pictures of the bookstore, the camp and maybe even my steak! I'll learn... I'll learn...
--- Oregon Mike
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