Oregon (Summer, 2008)
Barview camping trip (July 7-11)
The tent we took camping this year was huge! It is 12'x14' with two rooms, and you can stand up in it without bumping your head against the roof. You could even swing a small rodent in it!
It took us a while to work out where it would fit on our campsite and not be damaged by the campfire (the wind was strong). It ended up very close to the table, and in retrospect that worked out very well as it was no trouble to get anything out of it.
There was a private clearing at the back of our site, which could have been used for another tent.
The clearing led to the tidal floodplain, which we dubbed the "back yard". I would often visit to enjoy the ambience, but Steve saw it as an opportunity to gather free firewood. My friend Bill told me that most of the logs there were washed up during the floods last December.
It was cool to cold there all week even though the weather was fine. Some days were windier than others, but the Oregonians all regarded it as good Oregon coast summer weather. We raked for cockles one morning, and got 28 or so clams, including one big butter clam and 4 big cockles. Steve and his friend Ron got themselves sunburnt fishing off the jetty, and caught two greeenling and one eyeball! They threw back the eyeball (and the small greenling).
On our last afternoon, we drove to Cape Lookout to check if the tent would fit on the spot we have booked in September, as the state parks have much smaller campsites than the county parks. (It does, thank goodness!)
On the way back, we went along the Cape Meares loop road. The view of Bay Ocean Spit and Tillamook Bay was georgeous. Cape Meares township is in the foreground at left.
The Barview campground can be seen just on the other side of the spit, from the sand dune all the way out to the jetty. Garibaldi is the town at right, across the bay.
The beaches in Oregon are generally sandy and often long. They have their share of logs, and some have stones to try to keep nature at bay. This is the beach at the town of Cape Meares, with Bay Ocean Spit to the north.
Cape Meares is to the south.
We drove along the dike to Bay Ocean Spit, which is now a nature preserve and an access for clamming.
Once there was a thriving city on this peninsula, but the buildings and homes eventually washed into the sea.
We bought oysters and rock fish from Pacific Oyster at Bay City, and had a feast together with Ron's family and Bill on our last night before returning to sweltering Hillsboro late the next afteroon.