Oregon Coast Wedding

I just got back from a 10 day trip to the Oregon Coast for a wedding and camping trip. When I heard a few months back that my oldest daughter, Michele, and her family were going to Yachats along the Oregon Coast for her friend's, Jess and Mark's wedding, I sort of invited myself along. Yachats is one of my favorite areas along the coast. To the south of town it's a rocky shoreline. To the north it's a sandy beach for more than 5 miles. It is just a great place with lots to do nearby.

Along the way, I stopped near the John Day Dam on the Columbia River. The gorge there is known for its wind which makes it a real heaven for kite surfers and sailboarders.

It's been a few years since I've been down The Gorge. There are now several wind farms on the hills over the gorge with hundreds of generators. It's hard to describe just how huge these things are. Each blade is transported to the site via semi trucks as oversize loads. The front is on the truck trailer and the end is attached to another trailer, with pilot cars on each end. The are just amazing.

Here we are at the beach north of Yachats. This was my grand daughter, Saray's, first trip to the ocean. She didn't know what to make of it at first, but soon it was had to keep her out of the surf.

One night, Saray and I got to go explore some of the areas beaches, tide pools and coves. Here is a picture of me, taken by my four year old grand daughter. It was her idea to have me in the hole. I think she is going to be quite the photographer.

Or maybe a model!

Later she found this stick and started to write her name, her dogs name, and a picture of herself in the sand. I was shocked. It is quite a feat to be able to translate what she can do on paper to dragging a stick behind her in the sand.

Jess and Mark's wedding was at the Hecata's Head Lighthouse Keeper's house. Its a B&B now. What a setting. It was pretty cloudy all week, but the sun came out just in time for the wedding. This was a small wedding. I felt very privileged to be invited.

Later in the evening the fog rolled in which made for a great shot of the lighthouse.

On the way home instead of driving along the freeway on the south side of the Columbia River, I drove along the highway on the north side. Along the way I came across Stonehedge. It is a WW I war memorial for those from the area who died in the war. It sits on a bluff above the river and is probably known more for it's unofficial Solstice ceremonies than as a memorial.