From Redwoods to Ocean!

Trip Start May 04, 2010
Trip End May 21, 2010

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Wednesday, May 19, 2010


-      Take one last drive on route 199 from Hiouchi to Crescent City.  This 10-15 minute drive is a winding route through old growth redwood groves.  It was like a farewell drive before starting our northward coastal drive as we head north back to Portland along route 101.  Even if you don’t stay in Hiouchi as we did, one can drive this section of 199 to get to Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park, then make a circular route back to Crescent City on Howland Hill Road, which runs directly through the park.   With stop-offs for walks among the redwoods, that would be a wonderful one-day excursion in the area.

ˇ      Lunch in Bandon, Oregon.  The Bandon Old Town is charming, although in peak season it may be very busy, on this rainy spring day it was quiet.  We had lunch at the Minute Café, a small homey place with friendly service.  We took a walk around the old town to stretch our legs and enjoyed some funky cool things, like sculptures near the docks and a wall mural of whales in what looked like an electrical station.  This place has atmosphere!  As I mentioned on our trip south through here we really enjoyed taking the Ocean Loop Drive with the many scenic overlooks at sea stacks and walking along the beach.  A really good enjoyable stop!

ˇ      Fred Myers stop off.  I don’t think I’ve mentioned this big box store that is kind of like a Target with a supermarket, gas station, pharmacy and deli.  It has great prices as well as an excellent selection and seems to be located in each of the cities we have driven through.  Today, we stopped off for gas, a restroom break and picked up sandwiches and drinks for a picnic dinner at our bed and breakfast tonight.

ˇ      Heceta Lighthouse Bed & Breakfast.  It’s been raining all day, sometimes quite heavy.  On the road we hit some really big gusts.  Harvey & I thought that in a storm there couldn’t be a better place to be than at a lighthouse.  We are delighted that we have reservations at the Heceta Lighthouse Bed and Breakfast.  This is on the grounds of an actual working lighthouse and we are staying in the old lightkeepers home!  As we approach our destination the rain stops and I am thinking that we have missed the experience of the storm.  But as we pull up, we can hear the roar of the ocean waves from the days’ storm and are enthused to see that our room is facing the cliffs and ocean and there is in fact, lots of churning action.  This is a charming friendly inn at a fantastic location.  A unique building and setting.  We meet some other guests.  We walk up to the lighthouse.  Did I mention that we had put on every layer of clothing we have, including our gloves?


ˇ      Walking on the dock in the old town of Bandon and noticing a carved wooden bench with a memorial plaque, "Lost at Sea.  In memory of Andrew J. Hebert-Hopper, “Live Life to the fullest", Smile.  At the moment that I read this inscription, I smiled & felt this person was like myself.  I marveled how with just a few words an individual long gone can still have an influence on a stranger.  It’s that ripple effect where we each as individuals affect one another, sometimes with awareness and sometimes not, and often in ways that surprise us.

ˇ      Around dusk, we go out again so that I can take some photos.  I start taking photos where I took them earlier in front of the Heceta Lighthouse Inn.  I am using the white picket fence around the Inn as a foreground interest and the cliffs and waves for the background.  Harvey goes for a walk to explore the area and comes back for me.  He has found a path that overlooks the crashing waves and is on a promontory.  The light is coming through the clouds, the waves are churning, there are some sea stacks in view, and with the sound of the wind and waves, it is just beautiful and invigorating.   

I realize how I had boxed myself in by expecting to photo on the Inn’s porch and not look around for possibilities as Harvey had.  I am frustrated with myself and wonder if I will ever be curious, explore on my own and think more on my own.  I see that I create these boundaries and that probably most of the time I am not even aware of it.  But tonight I am, and I’m wondering what questions I can ask myself to open the door a bit rather than keep this boundary type thinking that is limiting my seeing possibilities and creativity.  I am filled with self doubt and feel a despair and a longing for something that seems impossibly out of my reach – will I ever be able to shift my thinking so that I have more imagination, curiosity, creativity and less contained in sequential or linear thinking, in my box.  I go to sleep with these ideas on my mind.

ˇ      We have walked up the gravel path to the lighthouse after dusk.  On the distant horizon, we see an impending rain cloud so we start back to the Inn.  Harvey has a flashlight to help us find our way on the gravel path.  As we enter the white picket fence of the Inn, it starts to hail….yes, hail!  After awhile, we go out again to the top to see the lighthouse again.  With the light of the moon, we are surprised at how much we can see of the ocean.  With a slight drizzle in the air, we start back to the inn and hunker down with our toys for the remainder of the evening.
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