After living in Utah for a majority of my life I've seen my fair share of breathtaking, natural beauty, but there is something distinct and special about Oregon. Maybe deep down, a part of me is Oregonian and that's why I love it so much. Either way, I had a wonderful time exploring some of Oregon's beautiful terrain and I gained an even deeper appreciation for God's creations.
We stopped at a viewpoint over the ocean that included a cute lighthouse.
|You can barely see the lighthouse over Matthew's head|
We stopped at what's called Devil's Churn. It's this place in the coastline where the incoming tide has worn away the shoreline into a deep crevice. The tide was out when we visited, so I got a good look at the crevice itself. However, when the tide is high, the waves crashing into the crevice churn and spray and are pretty spectacular (look up videos on YouTube to get an idea).
|Devil's Churn at low tide|
After Devil's Churn, we turned around and headed south. We stopped in Florence for lunch, and I saw a little diner that my boys would absolutely love.
|Yes, there are full-size cars sticking off the top.|
After lunch, we continued driving down the coast. We stopped a few times to get a look at some huge sea lions sunning themselves on little islands. They're EVERYWHERE, and my parents say they're really loud. The wind was blowing pretty strongly so I didn't get a chance to hear them too well, though.
One of our last stops was at Shore Acres State Park, which has some beautiful gardens. There weren't a ton of flowers to look at because of the season, but I still got to see some amazing flora.
|All of the trees in OR are covered in moss. |
So, even in the winter the trees are green.
|This is one of the weirdest trees I've ever seen...|
|Apparently it's a "monkey puzzle tree." The leaves reminded|
me of the bark of a palm or banana tree.
|Looks cozy, right? I guess they have a wood floor and beds and everything.|
On our way back home, we stopped in Charleston for drinks. Charleston is one of those "blink and you'll miss it" seaside towns...basically a hole in the wall. The convenience store/grocery/deli was called Davey Jones Locker, and, according to the T-shirts sold inside, is considered the "cultural Mecca of Charleston."
|Not really something to brag about, in my opinion...|
|Nostalgia...who doesn't love rock candy?|
Our little excursion took us all day, and as we were heading inland around dusk, there were a bunch of elk grazing not far from the road.
While we were in the car, Cole called me because the boys needed a "Papa song" before going to bed. It was kind of fun for my dad to witness something he started so many years ago get passed along to his grandsons.
It was a long, tiring, but extremely entertaining day. I told Cole if he ever gets a job offer in OR to take it, because I'd move there in a heartbeat.
In the next post: Matthew's birthday and getting home by the skin of our teeth.