Skye sleeps in. Thomas makes breakfast. Our host Billie brings us bananas and aloe vera gel. Thomas is given free sunflower seeds by the good-hearted, if crotchety, old man at the Seaside Gulf Service Center.
We struggle uphill against roaring traffic on busy 101 for a few hours.
We exit at Cannon Beach, grateful for any chance to leave the highway. An old man on a motorized scooter with a tiny dog in a basket on the front tells us we ‘are such a cute couple’. We are touched, until we hear him say it to at least three other couples in five minutes.
We make lunch at a park then head down to the beach, still apprehensive about rejoining the highway flow. We decide to walk on the beach as far as we can and make camp wherever it seems possible.
We make camp in a sheltered cove and build a beach fire. There are some tide pools nearby so we check them out for awhile. We are very pleased with our camp until another couple of adventurers camped nearby come and tell us our tent might be in the tide zone, as is theirs (Thanks, Keith and Lauren!).
We sit in our tent with all but the essentials packed in our bags up on the rocks, determined to stay up until high tide at 11:45 in case we have to bravely run away. It has begun to rain and we are no longer pleased with our camp.
Check back tomorrow to find out if we were washed out to sea to become crab food!