Ah, the beach. At the tail end of a summer of work, we squeezed in a few days at the beach, and it was fantastic. We kayaked and built sandcastles and saw seals and bald eagles and got ice cream and salt water taffy and breathed the incredible air. Aahhhh.
Below is Manzanita Beach, Oregon. Manzanita is our favorite town on the Oregon coast. And see the bay beyond? That's Nehalem Bay, where our favorite beach is. We've stayed hither and thither on various trips, usually in Manzanita, but this time we rented a house on the Nehalem River. IT WAS AWESOME.
Here's the view from the house, first day. We had a great day of rain followed by the most perfect windless, blue-sky weather we've ever had at the Oregon coast. It felt like California!
Same view, different days:
A seal friend, right off the dock:
Oddly, the house has a putting green! Right on the river. Don't knock the ball too hard!
And the view from the living room. It felt like the prow of a ship:
I seriously loved this house. It sits at the junction of the north and south forks of the Nehalem River, and it's just river one way, river the other. It's for sale, and I couldn't help imagining writing retreats here, and long summer getaways, and daring kayak adventures.
Manzanita Beach in the fog:
Clementine, suited up for the first kayak outing:
We just deedled around the river right near the house.
Would love to have a kayak adventure some day though.
And here we are:
It is baffling to us, but we always have it to ourselves. Look. This was a weekend of exquisite weather, and no one was there but us. People prefer the ocean beaches, just a few minutes away, but we don't. This is more beautiful and more peaceful, with warmer water and less wind, and with a rugged driftwood-strewn forest frontage where can make a kind of gypsy encampment with shade.
There's a small airport right over the trees, so airplanes are often coming in low like this:
Bald eagles also flew right over our heads, but I didn't get a picture.
Well, I did, but you can't tell it's a bald eagle.
We decided that our sandcastle looked like Osgiliath:
Clementine wore my Star Wars sweatshirt as a jumpsuit:
The small town of Wheeler, on Nehalem Bay:
Isn't it ridiculously pretty?
All good things must come to an end. On our way home ...
... by way of Cannon Beach, the most touristy of the Oregon coast towns.
It's pretty gorgeous, though. Famous Haystack Rock, below. It's a puffin nesting ground!
(And yes, Jim and I did both work while on holiday. But I swear, once we're both done with our books, we're going on a no-work holiday and THAT IS THAT. :-)