So I took most of last week off of work for a 5-day camping/hiking/wheeling trip from the Olympic Peninsula down the Oregon coast. I didn't take too many pictures, but I enjoyed every bit of the experience, nonetheless.
Starting Wednesday, I drove out to the staircase region north of Lake Cushman. The lake is beautiful this time of year.
Once I got to my campsite, I set off on foot to conquer the trail to the Flapjack Lakes high in the Olympics. It was about 5 miles up the Skokomish River trail to the Flapjack Lakes trailhead branch off. I should have done my research, as once I got about a mile up Flapjack, the altitude climbed rapidly and I was walking on packed snow and ice over dozens of felled trees. Being that it was 75 degrees at my campsite when I started my foot trek, I was not prepared for this. Ended up turning back a couple miles shy of the Lakes. The Skokomish trail offered some pleasant wooded vistas, so no regret there, but I'll conquer the flapjacks later this summer.
I got back down to the campsite in the early evening, cooked some burritos, and enjoyed some honey bourbon by the fire while reading some Tolkien. Yes, I'm a Tolkien nerd (if you couldn't tell by my signature).
Woke up Thursday morning and began my drive down the coast and over the Columbia River to Oregon. I stopped at Lake Cushman one last time on my way out to enjoy the weather and scenery.
The drive across the bridge (and subsequently state lines) was rather long and enjoyable. This was my first time crossing this bridge into the Beaver State.
I ended up stopping Thursday in Warrenton, at a Campground adjacent to Fort Stevens State Park. The Park is basically a small peninsula the juts out into the the Columbia River delta, where it meets the Pacific. The park memorializes Fort Stevens, a WWII era naval battery which famously was the only location in the continental United States during the war that directly engaged the Imperial Japanese forces. Japanese submarines attacked the Fort which resulted in an exchange of artillery. Much of the old battery still stands.
I also ventured out to the Northwestern tip of the park, represented by a jetty that guides in waters of the Columbia into the edge of the Pacific.
After meandering down the beach for a couple miles on foot to appreciate the wildlife (had the pleasure of watching two Bald Eagles hunt fish in the tidal pools for a good long while) I decided to change the paradigm a bit and drive out on the beach. Coastal Oregon has miles and miles of drivable beach, and Fort Stevens is no exception. I spent a couple of hours tooling around on the beach in the Xterra befor retiring to my campsite and repeating the previous night's activities.
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The next day I cleared my campsite at Fort Stevens and headed south on 101, as this was the day I was meeting a few guys from the Northwest Xterra Club at Tillamook State Forest. The drive on 101 down the coast is breathtaking, as you're essentially following a narrow band of asphalt down a cliff side straddling the ocean. Needless to say, I stopped for a few pictures along the way.
I rolled into our pre planned dispersed camp site in TSF around 3pm, and shortly there after was joined by
@Trixter404 ,
@Snowtrout , and the other members of the club. We spent Saturday doing some rather technical wheeling, camping both Friday and Saturday nights. I don't have many pictures of this, as I was driving, but I'm sure some will turn up eventually and make my their way to my build thread. In the meanwhile, here's a few I took of other folks trucks on the trail.
Trixter404 after a rather gnarly climb up a tight rock shelf:
Snotrout after the same climb.
Here's a photo another member (Jeremy) took of three of us Xterra folk. I'm in the middle, Snotrout in front, Trixter bringing up the rear.
Overall, great trip. Was it better than working? The answer to that would be an unequivocal "yes".