Pick a page... any page

Dream Wishes
(01/23/2011)
Wall Art (yikes)
(01/23/2011)
2002 Yurt Camping
(01/23/2011)
2002 State Fair
(01/23/2011)
June Ice Cream
(01/23/2011)
The kows have come home
(01/23/2011)
Tumbling / Soccer class
(01/23/2011)
Easter (2002)
(01/23/2011)
Brookes and Brynnen
(01/23/2011)
Brynnen's 5th Birthday
(01/23/2011)
Halloween 2001
(01/23/2011)
Wahclella Hike
(01/23/2011)
At the beach, September (2001)
(04/30/2015)

Yurting in September

Yurting at Cape Lookout (September 14, 2001)

This year was the first year that we decided to go cush and camp in some of the State of Oregon Yurts. We camped, also for the first time, at Cape Lookout State Park, near Tillamook.

When most folks leave Portland and go west to the beach, they follow highway 26 up to Seaside. To get to Cape Lookout one turns left on highway 6 rather than staying on 26 all the way out. This brings one to Tillamook; home of cheese, ice cream, and all the cows you can eat. Leave the cows alone (they have work to do) and follow the signs to the park.
The yurt was awesome. With a locking front door, windows with covers, a skylight, bunkbed, futon, electric heater and lights, and a circuit breaker. Not to mention the excellent firepit.
One cool thing was that Audrey brought an awesome game called "Barnyard Animals" to play with Brynnen. It was like memory in reverse; you had to figure out which animal was missing on the card. Brynnen excells at memory games, and soon she was playing this one like a champ. Audrey gave Brynnen the game, and now we play it at home.
Brynnen was delighted by the whole ocean thing. I expected her to be kind of reserved about the size and sound of the water but she adored it. She played in it, she tried drinking it, ahe got soaked, fleeing from the waves. She loved hunting for shells and for rocks in the water. At the south end of the beach, at low tide, there's a little waterfall and a dark little area; that was scary. But the rest of it she did very well with. It was physically painful to take her home.
We had a great time. There were some skalliwag raccoons who tried to beg some food Friday night, but we scared them off. I thought the dogs were going to go nuts. Brynnen ate about 5 hotdogs on Saturday alone (I know I ate a couple, Brookes didn't eat any; the majority were devoured by Brynnen). And we discovered the joy of roasting marshmallows. Once again Audrey came to the rescue and chopped up roasting sticks. My little skewers were adequate but not perfect. Brynnen likes her marshmallows barely toasted, not crispy like "some other people."
Every year when we go, we build a sandcastle. Bob and Rachel brought their tools, and it was amazing to watch Bob and Audrey really dig into the building aspect. They and Brynnen worked together to make a great sandcastle. Summer taught Brynnen the joys of being under fifty pounds of sand. And Brookes, Rachel and I took pictures. (smile) It was a beautiful weekend and a wonderful escape.
One of the things I relish about going to the beach is the chance to sit and watch the waves crash on the sand. I find that very refilling, in a spiritual sense. Sometimes I'd rather watch the waves than eat; but that's rare. (grin) The fire is the same way for me; there's something about a naturally destructive process that appeals to me.
(this picture was taken by Rachel and belongs to her, it's here by permission.)
Next year we're talking about going to the Fort outside Vancouver. It's pretty cool too; and then the year after that doing something more southerly, to balance out with our Eugene buddies. Brookes and I loved the Cape Lookout park; we're talking about going back to that park next summer by ourselves. Us and the child and the dogs would about fill the yurt. And each night was only $27! That's less than a hotel and still delightful.