Life is good when the place you're at is so wonderful you don't want to leave it, AND the next place is so fun you can't wait to go there!
We're glad we had three weeks in the Tillamook area, and know we'll come back for another few weeks in the future. Rivers, beaches, forest, people and weather are all pretty perfect here.
Still, moving about an hour south to spend the Fourth of July holiday with our good friends Janis and Nick is something we've looked forward to for months. Can't believe we've waited two years to do this!
But we're not gone yet, and our last week is a good one. No more rain, no more heat - just right.
|One morning Bill spots this beauty on the bay at low tide.|
|Only our second bald eagle sighting, and in our front yard!|
|A short stop on the Nestucca River south of Tillamook.|
A steep trail drops to a base of rough rocks that require a good scramble to the water. But what a spot!
|Called the Dam Spot on the Trask River. You-know-who wastes no time doing you-know-what.|
|Rapids and rocks|
|on both sides|
|of tranquil pools.|
|Natural caves along the river.|
|Some butt sliding for me to get down. I much prefer the going up in these places.|
|Medusa peeks over the trial.|
|Water remains in the holes, indicating the river was recently much more full.|
|Further up the road we turn around near this bridge. Sometimes it really feels like we live in a beautiful painting.|
I planned to visit all the local museums while here, but that doesn't happen. Some places you just want to spend your time outdoors. Wednesday I visit the little (small, tiny) Latimer Quilt and Textile Center while Bill fishes along the Wilson River just up the road.
I'm not a quilter, and my seams pucker if I just walk near a sewing machine, but I do appreciate the art and variety of handcrafted textiles. There really isn't enough to see here to justify even the $4 fee, but I don't mind contributing the small amount to sustain the pretty local center. The rural surroundings are just as delightful, and that's where Tessa and I spend most of our time before calling for our fisherman to come get us.
|The center is in this cute historic schoolhouse.|
|The exhibit room features one artist who "combines her love of cooking and quilting" but it's just all weird and unappealing to me.|
|Not for me.|
|All the looms have work in progress. I like to think I'd have the patience.|
|Handspun yarn. As soft as it looks.|
|The only quilt I get a photo of is the mural outside.|
|Tessa meets her first goat :-)))|
|My attempts at goat-speak fail to get her to go for it.|
|Few critters are as funny looking as a shaved llama/alpaca. They make very weird noises at the fluffy dog so we keep going.|
|Nature dresses up an abandoned farmhouse.|
|and new buds.|
Munson Creek Falls are the highest in the Coast Range at 319 feet. The half mile trail follows the creek through beautiful Sitka Spruce and towering redwoods.
|Munson Creek Falls, Beaver, Oregon|
We make a few stops to catch some solo time and enjoy the beauty of water moving over rocks, and the artistry that is ever present on the forest floor. It is a magical place.
|A fantasy world of emerald and silver.|
|Fairies disguised as tiny flowers run down a moss-covered log. Giggles are heard in moments of quiet.|
|Water nymphs pilot a small black and green boat through the waves.|
|Gnome home decorated in a variety of color and texture.|
|The mighty water god keeps watch.|
|Delicate trail angel lies still when we walk past.|
No fish, but Bill catches four salamanders! He's still laughing about it when he returns after a short time by the water.
|Why are you stopping to take another photo?|
|Trees reach across the road creating a natural tunnel.|
Always something to keep us entertained in our front yard. Friday morning our eagle (I suppose it could be a different one, they all dress alike) returns for sushi breakfast. Sometimes he/she loses balance and has to tuck tail feathers under to stay on the fish, sea gulls walk nearby hoping for an invitation, a younger eagle stops by but is soon run off by the sea gulls who feel their patience means they'll be next on the feast, we watch for almost an hour.
As soon as someone sees we're in Tillamook the first thing they ask is "Did you go to the cheese factory?" I did go to Blue Heron Cheese Factory the first week (a wonderful store with huge variety and selection of foods and wines), but that's not the one they're all asking about.
Friday afternoon we make the obligatory visit to the Tillamook Cheese Factory temporary visitors' center (building a bigger, fancier one due to open next year). I'm amazed at the number of people here! We walk through the farm exhibit and learn about dairy cows, pass the long, long, long line for free cheese samples, pick up a few items in the store, and back out. We do love their cheese, and growing up my dad always had a large brick of cheddar in the fridge, but without the tour of the processing plant it's not much to see. But now the answer is "Yes, we saw the cheese factory." Everyone will be so happy.
|Apparently the reason people stop here.|
|Teaching us that being a dog or cow is preferable to being a farmer.|
|The life of a dairy cow.|
|Our small, but tasty haul.|
Yes, life is good.