I am looking for whales from a 700 foot tall peninsula high over the roiling waters of the Pacific.
I am looking for whales from a 700 foot tall peninsula high over the roiling waters of the Pacific.
I am looking down a beautiful stretch of golden sand beach and there must be something wrong with my vision, because I don’t see another soul north of Cape Meares. On the dunes, great twisted knots of driftwood are blanching white in the sun, and the high blue and green ocean bluffs break big waves into mottled foam against the sharp black rocks at their bases. Continue reading
Road trip! Friday, September 2, 2011-Crater Lake
Every once in while nature speaks so loud that you are forced to listen.
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