The second goal of the trip was to spend some quality time near the ocean. The Oregon coast is one of my favorite places on earth. We grabbed a Jeep and headed west, and a bunch south. Our destination was a little town called Port Orford.
....view to help clear all your troubles away. Totally worth the drive. The first time I visited this spot there where whales in the bay and surfers running out to catch some waves. Two of my favorite things.
The ground near the coast is varied in texture, but if you get lucky you might just get to set up your tent on thick moss better then any mattress you’ll find in a store. I felt like a little kid sleeping in the forest half expecting to see little fairies and gnomes peaking out from behind each tree.
After getting our camp spot set up it was time to do one of my favorite things on the Oregon coast. Drive around on the beach! We left the Jeep top at the camp site and enjoyed the cool crisp breeze. Sometimes driving until the road ends is the best way to find where you are going.
As the sun began to set, the locals made their way down to the beech to share an epic sunset, a few beers, and make a driftwood bonfire. It’s hard to think about going back to the real world when this could be part of your daily ritual.
The next day we visited a friend who has an airplane hanger with an apartment on top he uses as a “secret” getaway from his normal life. It’s about a 1.5 hour flight from his home in Eastern Oregon and this very hanger is what inspired me to get my private pilots license. Seeing that old wooden building tucked within the trees at the Cape Blanco airport showed me that an airplane is a great way to expand you “local” area.
Whats the best way to not forget anything? Gotta love a good old fashioned checklist.
....without a visit to the dock. The weather is so extreme there in the winter that all the boats are dry docked every day. Each boat has it’s own custom trailer that is uses to move around the dock, to and from the cranes.
If you didn’t think Port Orford was cool already, how about having an EPIC pool skatepark that was built by some of the first surfers in the area many decades ago. You wouldn’t expect to find something like this in a little tiny town on the coast, but it’s here. Definitely go find it if you are ever passing through on the 101. And if you don’t have a proper bike, don’t be afraid to shred your beach cruiser.
Because of the commercial fishing port and very harsh winter weather, the coast guard had a station in Port Orford for many years. There is even a coast guard museum on top of look-out mountain where they would keep an eye our for ships in distress. This secret spot involves walking down some very old and steep stairs to where the rescue crew would run down to their semi-sheltered cove so they could launch a boat and attempt to help who ever was in distress. This was long ago, and now the little cove is long forgotten about and the only thing left are some of the concrete structures.
After two short but sweet days on the coast we headed back to Portland but not before pit stopping at Skydive Oregon for a sweet skydive. Pefect conditions and an epic view of Mt. Hood left both of us happy campers.
All good things must come to and end. We potted up a few of the succulents that we borrowed from the coast and left them with our hosts at the farm to say thank you for a great stay. It’s amazing what a few days unplugged from your normal life can do for the heart and soul. This trip was a great reminder to me that not all trips have to be epics, and in good company almost anywhere becomes just where you want to be.
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