Lacking gainful employment and needing to take my mind off recent events, I drove out to the coast Thursday, or as I’m calling it, “The Day After”. I often flee to the sea when I’m upset. This is another one of those things that I feel deeply but am not sure I can articulate without sounding like I should be on medication. The sea is mother, in a primal, primeval sense. Our distant ancestors, before they were recognizably us, crawled out of the sea, and I think that attachment and sense of ‘home’ in the deep has never entirely left some of us (ok, me). Look at how many men used to run away to sea. I suspect many women would have, had they had the chance. Hell, I tried but was landlocked the whole time I was in the Navy (the rate I served as, cryptologic technician, only serves on combat vessels, and women were not able to be assigned to combat vessels. I think they can now).
But back to the point…
The drive took close to two hours from my house, as the road I took is rather windy and meandering through the countryside. I followed Route 6 from Banks to Tillamook, over the Cascade Range and through Tillamook National Forest. This entry on Wikipedia says “Tillamook” is a Chinook term meaning “people of Nekelim (or Nehalem)”. I once heard that “Tillamook” is the Indian (Salish?) word meaning “land of many waters” and if it’s true it is an apt name. The countryside is dotted with lakes, ponds, rivers, waterfalls. Tillamook is accordingly prone to devastating floods in years of excessive rainfall. Luckily, none of that has befallen this year.
The drive is incredibly scenic, and parallels first Gales Creek, then the Wilson River. I made one stop along the way, at Gales Creek Overlook, to get a couple photos. As always, click any photo to embiggen.
I have a thing for fog. It’s quiet. It makes everything quiet(er). I can convince myself for a few brief shining moments that I have the place all to myself, until another car comes along.
The road is bordered on the north for a good portion of the way by the Wilson River. It’s not a deep river, but it’s quite picturesque, catching glimpses of it between the trees as you cruise along.
You know how I love to take pictures from a speeding car. There’s no place to pull over for much of the drive, except someone’s driveway, so I aim the camera without really looking and hope for the best. (click to seriously enlarge. You can see it almost life-size).
Tillamook has many tourist attractions, some of the most famous are of course the cheese factory where Tillamook Cheese and Tillamook ice cream are made. If you can find it where you live, try them. Both are excellent. I’ve been through the tour once, but didn’t go this day.
Then there’s the Air Museum with a hangar that can house nine fully inflated blimps. Suffice to say, it’s big.
But, my destination this day was the beach, and before that I stopped in at the Tillamook County Pioneer Museum.
I was floored by the number of different exhibit rooms they have and the variety of objects on display. Who knew? Rooms full of photos from back in the day. Here’s one of my favorites. It shows a group of sisters sewing. Not sure what’s going on with the paint on the shawls. At first I assumed it was done deliberately to give the cloth a lacy, textural look, but my guide said it was probably a flaw in the paint that was making it flake off. I thought it looked pretty cool anyway.
There are old guns, military uniforms from the Civil War on up to the Korean. Back in 1943 there was a B-17 bomber that crashed into the side of Cape Lookout (just south of Tillamook). Some pieces of the wreckage are in the museum as well.
They have rooms full of stuffed birds and mammals, including a polar bear (no we don’t have polar bears here, I forget who it was that donated it.)
some very fine examples of Indian baskets
I’m told there is a much larger collection which should be on display in March. I’ll have to make another pilgrimage. These things fascinate me. This collection rivals the baskets on display at the Portland Art Museum.
There is so much there, it’s hard to take it all in at once. I’ve barely scratched the surface of what they have.
But on to the beach.
Here are a few shots from Cape Meares. The road getting to it is windy, mere feet from the bay, with no guard rail to keep you from driving into the drink if you’re not careful.
And finally, I drove on down to Cape Lookout. Haven’t been out there in almost six years, thought it was long overdue. I had packed a little picnic and thermos of coffee so I sat at a picnic table overlooking the beach and refueled myself before the drive back home. There were three or four other cars there, but it was pretty empty which was lovely. In the summer it’s a madhouse. The water was quite rough, but winter on the Oregon coast can be pretty dramatic.
So there you have a small taste of my Oregon. There’s no better balm for my soul than a day at the beach.
22 thoughts on “Solace by the Sea”
Thanks for sharing this. Wonderful photos of beautiful landscapes – breathtaking.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting. It’s really hard to take a bad picture of the beach here, every direction you turn seems tailor-made for a perfect shot.
I’ve never been to Oregon but am now adding it to my must-visit list. Your photos are gorgeous…thank you so much for posting them!
Thank you so much. Despite the overcast and fog it was quite mild that day. I picked a good day to go 🙂 I hope you will be able to visit some day, I think you’d like it.
Dramatic seascape pictures! Awesome and beautiful coast!
I’m glad to hear you took a day at the sea to settle in and adjust.
Love the bird display, btw and the poor polar bear.
Hope you are feeling all right.
Thanks, Berit. I was amazed by all the different birds they had stuffed & mounted there. That’s just one little case in that photo, there were many more! And lots of moose, elk, deer, bears, mountain lions, coyotes, etc.
I’m ok for now, thanks. The beach trip helped, kept my mind off things almost completely that day.
Sorry to hear that thing are going a little askew for you. It must be from the undertow after the holidays. I hope that your road trip eased the situation. I like road trips, but I wish that gas wasn’t so expensive.
I enjoyed the the photographs. It looks very scenic there in Oregon. When I finally move up that way, I’ll have to experience the Pacific too. My only visit to an ocean was with the Atlantic, while I lived in North Carolina as a child. Just seeing the expansiveness of the sea is so impressive. I guess that’s why I like the night…it’s a sea of space.
I’m glad that you were able to take-in a few other sites along the way. It seems that you did well to keep your mind off things for awhile.
BTW, your images of the coast reminds me of some B&W photographs from two of my favorite photographers, Ansel Adams and Edward Weston.
Hope that things will go better for you! 😀
Thanks Jeff 🙂 Gas prices are why I don’t go more often, it’s about half a tank there and back in my car. Now that I’m unemployed, it’s money I don’t need to be spending, but I really needed it.
Thank you for the comparison with Adams. High praise indeed. I’m not familiar with Edward Weston, I’ll have to look him up.
Many thanks for the good wishes.
You have a keen eye. Those are some very cool pictures. The sea makes me feel cleansed; almost reborn so I understand why it feels like a balm. I suppose it’s because the sea is always doing the same thing — it never stops, and that is somehow reassuring when we feel a bit unmoored.
But I do like the big stuffed bears, too. I’d never, ever get close enough to see one of those in the wild.
I love the ocean when it’s a little foggy,or the weather’s not quite perfect – there’s something about it that makes you feel as though you could live thru anything.
The turbulence of the water seemed to echo the turbulence in my life right now. When it’s like that, it’s like Mother Nature reminding me how fleeting my own petty problems are. There are greater forces in play, I have to look beyond the moment.
I’ve been to the beach a few times right before a hurricane, or when a hurricane a few hundred miles away was making the sea crazy, and felt an energy that I almost can’t explain, as you say, w/out sounding like I need meds. It should have been scary, but it wasn’t – it just made my heart feel so – BIG, as though I wanted to keep breathing that wild, biting, salty, windy air forever.
It is exhilarating to feel that energy.
Thank you, Rosie. And yeah… you probably wouldn’t want to get anywhere near one of those bad boys in the wild 😉
I’m so glad that you were able to take your mind off things for awhile. Nature is such a wonderful healer.
Wishing you all the best.
Thanks Tasha. I had half a mind not to come back 😉
HI D.D. beautiful photos, they look so calming to the soul. Making me miss Oregon:( I heard of Tillamook, but I always thought back then it was famous for it ice creams. I use to buy their ice cream all the time at Safeway. It was the bomb!
They do make yummy ice cream and cheeses, and other stuff 🙂 I guess the creamery is Tillamook’s biggest claim to fame, probably provides more jobs than any other employer there. Hmm, maybe I should see if they’re hiring…
Beautiful! I could use so ocean therapy right now. Too bad I’m completely land locked (centre of Canada) We have tons of beaches but everything is frozen over right now.
Next time you make it down to the ocean, throw a pebble in for me 🙂
Will do, Angie 🙂 I hope someday you can make it out here and see the beaches for yourself.
Such beautiful photographs and I applaud you for driving to the sea for solace.
Fight back with nature I say.
Thank you, Susannah. Getting away for a day was exactly what I needed.
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