Oregon: Pacific Coast Interlude

Last Sunday afternoon Mark and I headed to the coast at Bandon. There had been the possibility of 25 foot breakers, but we didn't find any of those. What we found was the freshness and beauty of the north Pacific. We started on the north side of the mouth of the Coquille by the old light house, picked our way over the amazing amount of  driftwood, and walked out on the long jetty.

We drove around to the south side of the river mouth and wandered down that beach. The tide was out and we were able to see a bit of sea life in a tidal pool.

There were a few fishermen stalking the beach looking for surf perch.

We didn't see any caught, so I got this photo off the internet. There are several species living all along the coast, and there seems to be a very active group of anglers going after them.

On the way back to camp we looked for Roosevelt Elk at all the Elk Crossing signs, and then, after we had stopped looking, we came upon some in a field right outside the town of Coquille.

I had managed to stay ahead of most of the waves, but I got caught once and got a good soaking just over ankle high. So, back at the lodge, it was time to settle back and get my wet boots in front of the fire for awhile.