It’s 11:00 am on Tuesday, January 14, exactly 2 weeks after we halted our airstream progress down the Oregon coast, to return to Bellingham, my lungs screaming with some sort of malady, first identified by x-ray in a Seaside clinic. We returned to Bellingham, and after hours with specialists, we were given the all-clear, with accompanying miracle drugs, to continue our 3-month journey through the west.
We picked up our airstream in Portland, where we’d lovingly left it, to find it stowed and spit-shined (these guys are great!), and headed towards the Oregon coast. We left Bellingham in a downpour two days ago, and arrived in Newport, Oregon yesterday, to clearing skies, a stunning winter surf, and miles of unobstructed beach. We pinched ourselves as Cisco ran with wild abandon in the surf, and strolled with the knowledge that our trailer held the makings of a warm dinner and cold chardonnay.
We scored a primo campsite, south of Newport , OR, in a pristine state campground called South Beach (do go there in the off season–locals have it that MLK weekend will be crazy next weekend!). The beach, a short 1/4 mile walk away from our campsite, spills out onto miles of shoreline and 5:00 sunsets. There might be 3 other campers inn the campground today, if you don’t count the “yurt hosts”. Yes, you can get a yurt here for $8/night. Our more luxurious hookup , with power and water, costs a hefty $22/night!
Today we are headed to the Yaquina Head Lighthouse, and maybe an oyster farm for some local seafood. And of course the local liquor vendor! More to come!
