Old Town Inn Florence
170 Highway 101 Florence, Oregon, United States
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Lighthouses, cliffs, sea mammals & birds
As we were getting packed up, we watched the surfers ride some of the longest waves on the coast and kayakers heading out over the surf. The haystack rock here is 235 feet high. We took a quick detour to the Riverhouse restaurant to buy some of their supposedly excellent blue cheese dressing, then continued our drive south along the Pacific Coast …
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Pustade ut, duschade, skrev blogg innan vi middagstid gav oss iväg för att se de berömda sanddynerna som inspirerat Sci-Fi författaren Frank Herbert till att skriva serien om "Dunes". Trots att alla på campingen hade "dunebuggies" och fräste omkring med dem till halva natten, lyckades vi bara få se en skymt av dynerna som lär kunna vara 150 m höga. Det var dimmigt och kallt (16C) så vi fortsatte till nästa samhälle och ...
Grateful for the Little Things!?!
... in in various places and it was moving so fast it was like seeing the wind move. Over mountains and down into valleys. The old growth forests near the coast here are really amazing. We drove all day, and as a surprise to Art (and a treat for me) I had secretly booked us into a bed and breakfast that is the original light keepers house for the Heceta Head Lighthouse, the most photographed Lighthouse in the state. ...
L'instant d'un pique-nique à Florence
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S'en suit donc une nuit ā Florence pour digérer les beignes avant de reprendre la route vers Eureka le lendemain matin. Bien qu'avant tout, la halte ā Florence avait pour objectif de nous reposer pour ętre en pleine forme pour visiter le parc national Redwood (réputé pour ses séquoias géants), nous en avons profité pour faire un petit pique-nique rapide sur ...
Rainy Oregon
... and some cookies while trying not to get the tent too dirty. Once relaxed and with a full belly, I went out to shower. I cannot describe the pleasure to enter a warm shower after spending hours in cold and wet clothes. Only dried and with warm clothes on, I quickly walked back in the rain to my tent and settled comfortably in my sleeping bag for what would be hopefully a dry ...



