Another thing I make an effort to do is to visit a new place once a month. More if I can, but at least once a month. I almost booked a trip to Iceland the other night to see the northern lights in December, but I’m suppose to be planning a honeymoon to Puerto Rico next year. Living in a new state, I’m afforded a lot of opportunity to see new places and I want to take advantage of that.
I was finally able to visit the coast. Oregon weather being what it is, trying to find a good day to drive to the coast (60ish miles) through forests and farm land is difficult. I’m assured by my coworkers that the summer will get better. And perhaps for the first time, I’m actually living through what spring was meant to be. A little more sun couldn’t hurt!!! Normally on my weekends I like to do something challenging (hiking 10 or more miles), but this weekend I took it easy. The stops I made were just that, stops. Something that wouldn’t require more than an hour or two at a time. I went during low tide, since I wanted to see the tide pools and beaches. Make sure you check the tide, otherwise you could be missing out on things you wanted to see.
First I drove South through Lincoln City to see the Devil’s Punchbowl. I spent a good hour here even though the Punchbowl was only 10 minutes of it. It was formed when a sea cave collapsed, and you have to view it from the top of the cliff. There’s no way down to it. There is a stairway down to Beverly beach, which seems to be popular with surfers and families. Lots of driftwood here too. If you follow Avenue C north, you will find a dirt path down to tide pools and you can see the arch of the Punchbowl. At low tide, you can almost make it to the arch. I had to ignore some obnoxious teenagers that kept making seagulls fly at me until I shouted “What is wrong with you?” God damn. Other than that, the beach was pretty empty.
Next, still heading South, I ended up at the Yaquina lighthouse. There were a lot more trails to follow then I thought. You can park in one central lot next to the gift shop and walk everywhere on the headland. I climbed to the top of Silal Hill, which isn’t too bad of a hike, short but mostly up hill. Great views of the entire coastline, and exceptionally windy. From there I drove (I know, I’m sorry! I wasn’t wearing the right shoes!) to the lot nearer to Quarry Cove. Technically man made, they have turned this quarry site into a wild life harbor. Honestly, it felt very odd since it was so quiet there. Seals are suppose to visit at high tide, but they must have been busy else where. It was just me and the water. Black volcanic rocks tumbled about the water line. I was sad to leave, but the wind was making me cold and I finally hit my chilled to the bone point.