With the Oregon Coast Gathering of Fiberglass Trailers receding in our side-view mirrors, we moved toward our southernmost destination for this trip. We had chosen Harris Beach State Park, in part, because it was midway between our home and that of longtime friends from California. They made the drive in two days, then joined us for three decidedly enjoyable nights in this popular park just north of Brookings, Oregon and the California border.
We arrived just before our friends did, set up camp, and watched them roll in in their new motorhome (a really nice one). They parked their rig, set out a few things, and joined us for the short walk to the beach.
We were, all of us (including the terriers) content to shuffle through the sand and stare at the “stars on the water.” Perfect weather. I will admit to being a little warm after pushing the terriers back up the hill in their stroller, but I suppose the exercise didn’t hurt me.
The campsites are varied, but all typical for Oregon State Parks — top-notch.
The only “less desirable” campsites we saw were those near an extensive (and heavily used) playground, where many happy children practiced recreational screaming. Of course families with young children would probably prefer these sites — there’s something for everyone — we were glad to be down the road a bit.
The park sports a few trails leading to beach-combing and tide-pooling locations. One foggy morning, the four of us headed down to stare at the tide pools.
We opted not to take the same path back up, moving northward along the shoreline instead, and returning to camp via the same (sidewalk) route we had used before. I straggled behind — barely beating the advancing tide past a big outcropping — to get pictures of this fellow.
And, when we returned, the reward for leaving the (perpetually sandy) terriers behind:
Harris Beach is more than just sand and sea stars. It is also Monkey Bread.
Also, sunset-watching was a worthwhile endeavor; we made a point of it all three evenings we stayed at Harris Beach.
Our friends moved inland to the fabulous Seven Feathers Casino and RV Resort (we were there last year), and we finally reversed course and headed north toward the greater metropolitan Coos Bay area, where we found abundant fog. Just wait ’til you see the pix.Sharing is caring!
Following is daring.