Lauren and I just returned from a camping trip on the Oregon coast. It was great, no newspapers, no internet and if it weren't for tides, no watches either; and I wonder, who exactly calculates the tide tables anyway, and how do they?

We walked on the beach for miles. Sora ran on the beach for many more miles chasing seagulls. We watched pelicans flying along in their bracelet strand formations. The Oregon coast is so beautiful and just hearing the sound of the waves puts me into a very mellow frame of mind. In fact, I think the other folks felt the same. Everyone would go down to the beach and watch the sunset, and take pictures, of the sunset of themselves.












On Saturday, the only foggy day, we hiked out to Cape Lookout. In 1943 a B17 bomber crashed here in the fog, probably just like the fog that was there for our hike. It was very interesting experience how on one side of the hill it would be dry and on the other very windy and wet.There was tame pigeon at the lookout at end of the trail and Sora almost bolted and chased it off the cliff. We didn't stay long.







I was reluctant to turn my computer on. Being unplugged was great.

Janine, Carla, Lauren, trying to pose with Sora at the beach on Lake Pond Oreille.



We are so happy to have Carla as a guest and enjoying each others company.