Not the best title ever, and really not even all that accurate, but the phrase has been running through my mind, so I’ll stick with it.
A couple of days ago there was a confluence of a windy, stormy night followed by a beautiful morning, with a very high tide around 11:30 AM, so I headed over to Cape Arago. I’ve seen higher splooshes, but the ocean was churning, so here you are–more videos than you really need 🙂
After walking the trail to get those, I headed over to Simpson Beach, where so often we have a bunch of seals and sea lions hanging out. As I expected, no beach and hence no seals or sea lions. or those of you who have been there in the summer, you can see how high the tide was.
By this time, I was getting hungry, so began looking for a spot with a view for lunch. There were a lot of people out there–people come down all the way from Roseburg on days like this, for the same reason I was there–so the first several places I checked were all occupied. I ended up out by the jetty at Bastendorf, which is where the Coos river meets the sea, and it ended up being unexpectedly excellent. The tide was still high, and the waves coming up the channel provided some good action. I didn’t manage to catch the best stuff–I almost never do, partly because I get tired of trying and just want to watch–but still, not bad. And Scamp got some off-leash time, which we hadn’t been able to do out at Cape Arago because of how many people were there.
I was curious to see how my river was doing, so stopped by the park to check it out when I got back home. It was ju-u-ust shy of flooding.
I was going to stay home the next day, but with another very high tide in the forecast, I went out again, this time to Bandon where the Coquille river meets the sea. Scamp refused to come–she had heard me going in and out of the van, and she doesn’t like van rides, though she does like the destinations we end up at. I gave her two chances, then headed out without her. Went out to the jetty on the lighthouse side of the river. Sometimes we get some pretty good action there, but it seemed pretty tame after what I’d seen the day before. But it was mesmerizing nonetheless, so I watched for quite awhile.
And took a selfie.
There was a lot of driftwood piled up along there. Here’s some caught in the act of joining it.
By this time I was hungry, so headed into Bandon to see if I could get lunch there. It was the middle of the week, so there were no lines and I got takeout–fish tacos at Tony’s Crab Shack. I went there because it’s almost open-air. Not the best ever–I keep thinking I’ll get something good there; it hasn’t happened yet, but maybe someday. But remind me not to try the fish tacos again.
I thought about heading back to the jetty at Bastendorf to see if things were calmer there, but was feeling mildly guilty being out without Scamp, so headed home.
The power of nature is awe inspiring and kind of scary. I’ve always found waves to be hypnotizing and calming although these are rambunctious ones.
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Lovely and majestic views!
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Love the sound of the surf! Great idea to video it, and some very nice stills as well.
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