There is something so surreal feeling about the coast of Oregon. The weather was chilly, foggy and a bit gloomy. I don’t know that I have ever been to a beach while it was cold. It was a bit of a new experience. I would have loved to stay there for a couple of days with a couple good books, some hot tea or cocoa and just sit and watch the tide, the people, the wildlife. . . . The mood was contemplative, you might say. Once we arrived in Cannon Beach, we quickly sought out the best clam chowder in town, which we found at the Driftwood Inn. Then we headed down to the beach. I felt like I was in a dream. Haystack Rock (the largest of the stones in the pictures below) is the world’s third largest monolith that towers 235 feet above sea level. We didn’t get the opportunity to visit at low tide, but if you do, you can walk out to the rock and see aquatic life in the tide pools.
After spending some time at Cannon Beach, we headed over to Ecola State Park which was just minutes away.
It was pretty spectacular. Again, I just can’t find the words to describe this place. Magical? Stunning? They all seem to fall short.
It’s amazing how hiking all day works up such an appetite. One of our Relevant friends in the forums suggested eating at the Lumberyard Grill while we were in Cannon Beach, so we ate a quick bite there before driving back to Portland. And now we’re off to Day 3. . . .