Sunday, September 30, 2007

The Bridges of Northern California

Some bridges are like cathedrals.


































































We knew we were in California when we crossed this bridge.











Is this what is known as a bridge abuttment?








KG

License Plates Northern California

There were slim pickins for license plates today. We were often on two lane roads and a few got by me. I though I would throw in a cute dog and an idea for a job/profession. It never occured to me that there are horse photographers, but there you are. Probably there are several in my neighborhood (no pun intended-so sorry!)




















KG

From the Redwood Forest...

We crossed the California State line yesterday and stayed in a KOA near Crescent City, California last night. It rained and continued to rain for most of today. Driving was hard. In addition to the rain and temps in the 40'sF till mid afternoon, there were lots of curves and inclines and roadsides that had been patched and some crumbling and sincere dropoffs. Marcia perservered.

We made it to the KOA at Willits all safe and sound, and tomorrow's trip should be easier and warmer. We are headed to the KOA in Petaluma.


Mendicino County must be the hippie capital of the world. There were all manner of living arangements beside Rt 101, and quite a gathering of young hippies sitting on the grass and smoking (perhaps it) as we drove in. It sorta felt like we were traveling in time.


I'll post my photos, though they were rain affected.




















There is some roadside color.





















This was all we saw of big foot. We saw quite a few of these curves though.























For some of our ride today, there were dunes. We saw lots of ATV's.












The coast is breathtaking even in the rain (for more than one reason).
This was our way today.





starting with the trees in the campground...





























and the trees we drove by...


























and the tourist trap trees










KG

One Last Look

Our two week home in Newport, Oregon. Where's Marcia? Where's Stella?





On Friday night before we left on Saturday, we were offered a private lighthouse tour for the RV Resort (heaven forbid we call it a park). The lighthouse volunteers were quite knowledgable and it was quite fun to see closeup this lighthouse that we have been admiring for two weeks.
KG

Traveling in Time

It has been more than a week since I last blogged. I have been traveling in time. I signed on to www. ancestry.com and have been wandering around with the ancestors through the centuries. It is addictive, and particularly for a person with a touch of OCD like myself. Not only do all the boxes demand to be filled in (correctly), but there are such mysteries opened up by the historical records as well as other peoples' trees.



Nevertheless, the time came for us to pack up and leave Oregon. I will miss those sunsets and moon rises and the lighthouse. I'll show you what I mean.
This was a really posh park. We were camping with the big dogs.
KG

Saturday, September 22, 2007

The Dangers of Coastline Driving in Oregon

On the map, it seems simple enough. Just take the coastline road and view jaw dropping spectacle.

Here's the real scoop, constant curves and dips-10mph to 35mph tops. We pulled off to take a photo and saw this in front of us at the pullout.























Kinda makes you wonder about the stability of the ground beneath you.


I'm used to seeing deer warning signs. Beyond the deer warnings, there are elk warnings. Can you imagine hitting an elk, and it would have to be charging down a hill where we were driving.


You already know about the tsunami warnings. All the beaches have signs with a rather extensive list of the dangers. Sneaker waves. Don't turn your back on the beach.


























I had to have the photo of Marcia at Smelt Sands.


Rock slides-signs warning about rock slides. Is there some precaution or evasive action one could take about this?

On the way to the lighthouse, I saw what I thought was a cigar. It turns out to be the largest slug I have ever seen- 6 to 8 inches.












Somehow, we are keeping ourselves together thus far. No wonder they drink so much coffee here.

KG

On the Road to Tillimook

A short stop at haystack rock. Lots of people having fun here!



































KG