We just came home from a fabulous weekend at the coast. We stayed at Cape Lookout State Park, which is near Netarts/Tillamook on the Northern Oregon Coast. We loaded up our trustee camper, tossed in the dog and the bab, and headed on out. The drive over was great. Friday afternoon was sunny and warm, with only a few clouds in the sky, so we dashed down to the beach to build sandcastles for Morgan to knock over, to watch hangliders taking off nearby, sometimes 10 at a time, which was neat, to dip our toes in the freshwater stream that emptied into the ocean nearby, and to generally have a great afternoon. Morgan was in heaven. She LOVED the sand, and only tried to eat it when it was adhered to a snack. She loved digging with Cooper, and demoloshing daddy's sandcastles too. Then Cooper discovered the stream, with Morgan following closely behind, and she spent the rest of the afternoon soaked to her soggy bottom. She LOVED dashing into the ocean, much to her daddy's dismay. Our girl has no fear, and had no problem investigating the high seas. We had to be close by to pick her up when the waves came in, because she'd either copy her brother and sit down, or get knocked over, and we were doing our best to keep PART of her little body dry. Steve would haul her out of the ocean, and then run up the beach and set her down again. The minute her piggies hit the sand, she'd make a beeline for the saltwater. I think he did this for a good 20 minutes before mom and dad were finished and ready to head back to camp. Morgan could have stayed out there all day.
Friday night we had Pine Creek stew fore dinner, Saturday morning we had a nice early breakfast, and then it was back to the beach. Our camping spot, number C15, was set back in the trees in case we had high winds and heavy rains. Then there was a small hump, and the beach was right there. You can't get any closer!
Saturday was not quite as nice as Friday, but still okay with us. We played on the beach some more, hiked around quite a bit, and then headed back to camp and lunch followed by a little nap. It was a little tricky, so we all ended up taking a siesta, because Morgan was starting to get a little grumpy. She was having so much fun that our little lambchop was wearing herself out!
After naps we headed back to the surf for some more play. The hangliders were back, so we watched them for a while and played with Cooper and his chuckit, a coastal must-have. Saturday evening ended the same, except this time, after playing in the ocean for a while, Morgan started to have a regular fit. She didn't want me to hold her, and she didn't want to run in the ocean, so we could only surmise that she was cold. We bundled her up and headed in for a hot shower. The facilities were fabulous, with our own little room with a locking door, so Morgan could run around and not hurt herself on anything, nor could she get out. It was a great shower. After I was done, I had to keep the shower running for another 15 minutes because she was enjoying herself so much. She'd never showered before, and was liking the new experience. It revived her well enough, and we headed to camp salt free, albeit with a few remaining specks of sand STILL in her hair.
Saturday night it DUMPED rain. I felt bad for anyone in a tent, which included our next door camper, who also had a 4 month old baby! I never heard a peep from them, and they were still there in the morning, so survived well enough. Sunday was gloomy, which was just fine by us, because all we needed to do was eat breakfast, wind up the jacks, through in the stroller, and drive away.
We had a great time, Morgan had a blast, the weather was nice, and, after $22 in lodging, and $75 in diesel, we had a rather inexpensive coastal trip. Good for us!
