We left Reedsport on Saturday, January 6th and continued our journey down the Oregon Coast. We spent the next three nights at Port Orford’s Cape Blanco State Park.
Cape Blanco State Park – Port Orford, Oregon
Cape Blanco is Oregon’s western most point and spent our time there exploring the beaches, admiring the lighthouse, and poking around Port Orford. I spent parts of two days fishing the local rivers.
The stark green beauty of the upper Elk River especially blew me away.
On Tuesday January 9th, we said good-bye to Cape Blanco and headed down U.S. 101. We thought that this section of 101 was the most dramatic of our trip.
Harris Beach State Park – Brookings, Oregon
Relatively large by coastal Oregon standards, Brookings is a cool little town situated at the mouth of the Chetco River, about five miles north of the California border. We initially planned to spend only three or four nights at Harris Beach, but we liked the area and were enjoying ourselves, so we extended our stay and spent six nights at our full hook-up State Park campsite.
In between Mother Nature’s deluges, we marveled in the area’s natural beauty, hunted the elusive Oregon Coastal Redwood trees, enjoyed a couple great meals in town, wandered among the tide pools, stocked up on necessities at the local Fred Meyer, and fly-fished the Chetco River.
On Monday January 15th, after six straight weeks in Oregon, we crossed the border into California. Over the past six months we’ve spent 57-days in Oregon and our expectations have been repeatedly confounded. Somehow, Oregon has worked its way under our skin. When we lived in Washington we visited Oregon a few times (mostly the Portland area) and generally felt mediocre about our stays. However, now that we’ve ventured beyond the greater Portland area and explored more of Oregon’s diverse landscapes, we find ourselves with a different attitude. I suspect that in the future we will add many more days to our Oregon tally scorecard.