Anyone who has followed the blog for longer than a couple of years knows that Michelle and I loved coming to the Oregon Coast for vacations. We loved spotting whales, going on beach walks, going to lighthouses just walking on the beach.
Oh and sunsets and good food, and waves, and the people, and the food and and and….
So two years ago, when we first moved here, May hit and I swear it didn’t rain all month! We, here at the coast, were in a drought. Outdoor fires, even on the beach were soon banned and it was dry as a tater chip!
This year? Not so much! Its been raining off and on for the last couple of weeks. Today, I did a beach walk, 6.5 miles from the car at Gleneden Beach to Siletz Bay and back. It was dry when I got there, but it didn’t stay that way long!
One of the first things we learned when we became coast kids was how much we had never experienced in our visits to the Oregon Coast.
Like most, we would come in the spring and summer, we’d be hoping for nice days, no rain and great sunsets. We would always have our gortex JUST in case, but we’d be happy if it was shorts and shirt sleeves during our stay.
When I first started riding, it was all about the miles. I was new to the bike, a young strapping 44 and finally found a sport I was good at. I could climb any hill, cycle all day long, and seemed never to get tired. I was the wind.
Fast forward 11 years. NOT so strapping, sure as hell ain’t 44, but I can still climb anything you throw at me. I don’t go as far, but for good reason.
I am now the Oregon coast cyclist, I stop for amazing views, whales spouting and, as you can see here, to watch a bald eagle soar. I keep track of the miles, but now I ride for the experience, for the memories, for the life around me.
I am still good at what I do, and will keep doing it till the legs wear out. The bike is and always will be a time machine, making me feel younger and stronger than I truly am.
In my heart I truly hope that sometimes the eagle stops to watch me as I conquer a vicious headwind or make it over a steep climb. Maybe, just maybe, he smiles at me, as I do him when he soars.
The eagle and I are kindred spirits. Riding the winds, seeing the world and living the life. It is good to be free!
I’d love to take credit for the title of this post, but I can’t. Our buddy Tom, after seeing a video I will be sharing a bit later on.
He was referring to nature. He has spent many a day in the mountains and near the ocean. He has learned, as have I, that just looking around, paying attention, and getting out of the car can reveal wonders many would have missed. These last few weeks have proven this time and again here at the coast! Continue reading “Look and you will see”→
So here we are, the start of our second Memorial Day as residents of the Oregon Coast.
So far this evening has NOT been the most relaxing. I left the office at 3 for a quick errand to take our bottles and glass to the local transfer station to be recycled (for some reason we can’t put glass in our curb side bins)
Then , after work, I went down to buy farm fresh eggs. Where, as I walked back to the car, I noticed the back tire was almost flat. (it had just enough to get me home). Having had allowed our AAA to lapse, I rolled up the sleeves and changed it myself!
Then I had just enough time to get to Les Schwab to get it repaired for free!
A year ago, Michelle and I were getting excited. The finishing touches were being put on the house, the Mighty P had given its final blessings and Mark, Kim and Rob were on board to come up and help move us south.
We were looking forward to so many things. Watching whales and seeing eagles, beach walks and crashing waves. Sunsets and wind storms. Tide pools and light houses. Good wine and good food, and just flat being together at the coast.