Paul's photo of Cannon Beach |
There is Ecola State Park in the distance, just two miles from this beach--and me in fleece cap looking longingly towards it.
On our last walk, we encountered these starfish clinging to a rock near the Haystack. I heard a little girl who was photographing the starfish say, "I'm so happy right now!"
This is Paul walking down to the first beach we visited after driving to the coast from Portland. Arcadia Beach turned out to be our favorite. You can take it all the way down to the resorts in Cannon Beach.
On Arcadia Beach, we found this pentagram etched in the sand--and Barbie at its pinnacle!
On our last night in Cannon Beach we made a fire and had dinner/wine while watching the sun set. All along the beach, there were small midsummer fires--some set by Cabana Boys at the nearby resort. People were spread out all along the coast, covered in blankets or still braving the surf. We saw a group of twenty somethings sitting on a log, one guy smoking a joint until he fell backwards into the sand, laughing.
Paul made the fire--and I'll admit that I got sand in my sandwich--ha,ha--and in my wine.