Season in Oregon. That is, what the locals call this invasion from other states, even countries.To the medium hamlets that line the Oregon coast.
The smell of hot cakes and sausage cooking as you drive 25 to 35 miles per hour through town. Newport hovers over both sides of highway 101.
The lights of every restaurant should be on until the late hours of night then reopen in the morning. One tiny place stands out front of the rest like a beacon, Newport cafe.
What it lacks in aesthetics, it gains with food. All though, to be fair it has some nice interior catches. From wooden crabs. To small pictures lining the wall with famous and not so famous Mixed martial arts fighters, with family weaved into the mix.
The food is the real favorite here. Huge helpings piled high on your plate. It is a home away from home for many to come.
After a large breakfast, head out to see the beaches at first light. There is no way to properly describe the picturesque beauty that engulfs the senses.
Because Oregon has such medium sized hamlets along the coast, it is so blessed to allow humans to traverse for half a mile or farther without seeing another human soul at times. Locals tell stories of agates found years before from parents and grandparents the size of fists and bigger. Trinkets are what most folks find today. Yet, the beaches tell us a story of time, movement and life on earth.
Small pools of water encased by rock. These can be found in some of the rock islands that show when low tide reveals them. Tiny creatures line these places. Adults and kids can marvel at nature. Try not to squish anything as you amble the beaches. If you look down you will notice tiny air holes, you may have stumbled upon more creatures and even their entire neighborhood. So if you see these tiny holes maybe find a place to walk where they are not. Better to keep our other neighbors alive for future visitors than to trample them down as we do so much of this planet.
Enjoy the stay on the coast.
The smell of hot cakes and sausage cooking as you drive 25 to 35 miles per hour through town. Newport hovers over both sides of highway 101.
The lights of every restaurant should be on until the late hours of night then reopen in the morning. One tiny place stands out front of the rest like a beacon, Newport cafe.
What it lacks in aesthetics, it gains with food. All though, to be fair it has some nice interior catches. From wooden crabs. To small pictures lining the wall with famous and not so famous Mixed martial arts fighters, with family weaved into the mix.
The food is the real favorite here. Huge helpings piled high on your plate. It is a home away from home for many to come.
After a large breakfast, head out to see the beaches at first light. There is no way to properly describe the picturesque beauty that engulfs the senses.
Because Oregon has such medium sized hamlets along the coast, it is so blessed to allow humans to traverse for half a mile or farther without seeing another human soul at times. Locals tell stories of agates found years before from parents and grandparents the size of fists and bigger. Trinkets are what most folks find today. Yet, the beaches tell us a story of time, movement and life on earth.
Small pools of water encased by rock. These can be found in some of the rock islands that show when low tide reveals them. Tiny creatures line these places. Adults and kids can marvel at nature. Try not to squish anything as you amble the beaches. If you look down you will notice tiny air holes, you may have stumbled upon more creatures and even their entire neighborhood. So if you see these tiny holes maybe find a place to walk where they are not. Better to keep our other neighbors alive for future visitors than to trample them down as we do so much of this planet.
Enjoy the stay on the coast.
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