Not a cloud in the sky yesterday! Until evening when the sun started to set. The clouds added just the right touch to the sunset; so much color! It was incredible! The color seemed to last forever. I went out to watch it; a camper joined me. I had my camera with me. But, you know, sometimes I just need to enjoy the moment. We went to Florence yesterday. This is somewhere in between Yachats and Florence.
I heard, one time, that the most addictive form of stimulation is random. Maybe that’s why I’m addicted to the ocean? 🙂 The waves crash in endlessly random patterns. That’s why one picture is never satisfying! Don spotted a whale so we pulled over to watch as he made his way south. He was close enough that we didn’t need the binoculars to see it. But not close enough to get a great picture. (When people say they are ‘seeing’ whales, it usually means we are seeing their spout as they surface and blow water out of their lungs. Breaching the surface, or jumping out of the water, is not too common. But it’s still exciting to see the spout.)
Since it’s such a pretty day we stopped to see if the sea lions were out. This is probably the most photographed lighthouse on the Oregon Coast (Heceta Head). We heard the sea lions barking and growling as soon as we got out of the truck. They are right down below us on the rocks at the bottom of the picture.
Aaaawww! They’re so cute! Look at that little one laying on his mom! They are the same color as the rocks until they dry out. Then you can see their brown fur.
You rolled over on my flipper, you BIG TUB OF LARD!
Oh well, gotta get goin’. I mean, it’s not like we get paid by the hour, but we do have work to do. hahaha
You can always tell when you’re getting close to Florence, Oregon, when the dunes come into view. This is just north of Florence.
This is why camping isn’t free anymore.
This was going to be my last picture but I hate to end the blog this way because it’s not how my day ended. Now I wish I had taken at least one sunset picture. Picking up litter is more of an aggravation than it is work for us workampers. I just don’t understand why people aren’t more considerate and respectful of the beauty that they just enjoyed. So, we picked up the litter, cleaned the restroom, added TP and found the beauty again!
Horse Creek Trailhead is about 4 miles inland from Hwy 101. Take the first east turn south of Sea Lion Caves on Forest Road 58. Horse Creek has facilities for your horses at each campsite. There is no drinking water for you, but there is a trail leading to drinking water for your horse. Don pointed out that we could actually hear the ocean from the campground. That was a mistake! A couple false-starts and I turn and ask Don, “Are you in a hurry to leave?” He said, “No, go on.” hahaha
So I headed down the trail labeled ‘Horse Water’. At least, that’s what I think I read through the bullet holes (note to self: order a new ‘Horse Water’ sign). I didn’t want to go on an hour-long hike. I just wanted to see how far the creek was or maybe discover an overlook of the ocean just a short distance away. But the trail kept going downhill and I kept thinking about going back uphill. So I enjoyed the old-growth forest and the hairy trees and went back.
Now, think of the most beautiful sunset you’ve ever seen. Yep, that’s how my day ended!
Well the plan was….to run out, take some pix and post them so you’d pack up your camping gear and run out to your favorite campground (Tillicum Beach) on the Oregon Coast.
But, once I got outside, I didn’t want to come back in!
A little misty, a little overcast, 60’s, who could ask for more? …especially in January! Weather-guys are calling it ‘June’-uary 🙂
So we broke out the tape measure and spent the day measuring the parking areas in the campground. They laid down new pavement last year and re-striped. So we’ll get the sizes updated on the reservation website (www.recreation.gov). Before we knew it, the sun was setting! The color poking through the trees pulls me towards the beach!
Run! Get the camera! Take a pic from Site 1 (right next to us), a short walk through the woods to Site 20…
AAAaaahhhh – Sunset over the misty ocean.
Great color… Cloud patterns… Crashing waves… Seafoam
Tillicum Beach is a wide, and long, sandy beach on the Oregon Coast. Most of the coast is rocky and has its own appeal. But I love looking at patterns in the sand. It’s like looking at the clouds and seeing faces. I am not sure the birds I saw were snowy plover but these are the patterns they left in the sand.
Oh, here, I’ll just show you the birds that made the tracks:
They are those cute little birds, usually in a flock, that skitter across the wet sand so fast that you can’t see their legs. Okay, now back to the patterns.
I’ve seen thousands of these curious little squiggles but this is the first time to see what made them! Looks like some kind of worm. See it on the far, left, end of the squiggle pattern?
As the water runs past rocks or shells, or any obstruction, it makes a pattern around it. I think the sun’s shadow elongates the head around the eye. It looks like one of those native head-dress things to me. What do you see?
Here’s another pattern around a rock. Look at the detail of the little veins. God sure draws pretty!
Here’s my favorite! It looks like a stand of trees to me. It must be winter, though, because they don’t have any leaves. But the pattern is complete all the way down to the roots! Nothing but a little ridge in the sand made these patterns. The whole drawing is about 12″ tall by 18″ wide.
I left a foot-print. This person left a bike track. This should be all we leave when we leave-no-trace. The sand is like a giant Etch-a-Sketch. The tide comes in to wipe it all away and, when the tide goes out, it starts all over! How fun it is to watch Heavenly Father’s doodles!
Look how sweet those faces are!! We walked out to the sandbar on the north side of the bay, where we’d seen the harbor seals for the last several weeks. We were about 30 yards from them with a zoom lens. We didn’t want to bother them enough to chase them back in the water. They didn’t seem too concerned but they were watching us. A dog walker could not get as close as we were. The seals got more nervous when they saw the dog approaching. Two young seals got back in the water, swam around and popped up right in front of us, facing us. Then they would dive again and pop up somewhere else, looking right at us. They looked like they were playing with us.