Road Trip, Day Four: Trinidad.

Wonder is the word for today and also awe...truly.

Began the day in Bandon, OR beside cranberry bogs and blueberry farms.

Drove into California on the Redwood Highway. 

I found a new religion: Redwood Trees. More pictures tomorrow.

I think I pulled the old Volvo wagon over two dozen times 

to stare in amazement at the sheer beauty of this coastline.

There were beaches to explore, rocks to be collected, 

floating bobs of redwood bark to be rescued from waves.

I arrived in Trinidad in the late afternoon. Fishing boats were floating.

Folks were walking their dogs. Surfers were cresting waves, losing the ride

and getting back up. Crabbers were preparing for a midnight harvest.

The shapes of these rocks are breathtaking, erosion is relentless,

we are all always changing...even the rocks.

Road Trip, Day Three: Bandon.

Woke to crispness. Visited friends on Yachats River Road where it was 26 degrees.

Fantastical frost clinging to vines, fence posts, each and every blade of grass.

Then headed south, faced into the sun all day. Crisp blue skies, never made it much 

above freezing, although gorgeous driving weather. Landed in Bandon mid day.

Staying in a yurt at Bullards Beach State Park. Great place to spend the night.

So many moments today that made me say Yes Please.

Yes, Please to wild Oregon, to mountain after mountain of shaggy evergreens,

cliffs and dunes with jetting into crashing waves, funky beach towns with

their collection of characters, agate beaches, old sea dogs, and silver sliver moons.