8-28-2013 Off to the Coast of Washington

After taking care of a few chores we decided to head to the coast of Washington. One of our passions is to walk the beaches and let the salt spray from the ocean cleanse our souls. We feel refreshed and energized when we walk the beach.

 

It took awhile to get there but after a 3 hour drive we arrived at our destination. We first stopped at the fishing town of Westport.  We stopped by an overlook to view the harbor. The weather was cloudy and cool winds.  From there we headed south along the shore line to find the sandy beaches we were looking for.  We passed through many little towns as we went seeing many interesting sites along the way.

 

 

 

One of them was some cranberries fields.  We had passed an Ocean Spray processing facility along the way and knew that the cranberries had to be close at hand.  We had remembered when we were in Oregon to pick up the Country Coach Motorhome we had seen them.  The berries were not ready to harvest but you could see them budding out.

 

 

 

 

 

We continued down to a town call Grayland and parked at one of the viewing park and walked to the beach.  It was really refreshing as we neared the beach.  You could not see the beach but that smell of the salt air empowered us to pick up our pace.  We climber over the sand dunes and there it was-- the waves lapping the beach, the seagulls, the salt mist and sand beneath our feet. We walked along the shore and hunted for sand dollars.  That is one of the favorite items we look for.  There were many broken sand dollars scattered on the beach battered by the rocks. We knew if we looked long and hard enough we could at least find one that was whole.  Sure enough we did find not one but two.  With our treasures in hand we bid the sea farewell and headed further down the shore line to see what else would catch our eye.

 

 

Further down the road we found a turnout where we opened a bottle of wine and listened to the waves crash up against the rocks. A sound that is most familiar to us. We enjoyed our time together in each other’s companionship and cherishing the moment.

We decided that it was time to head back up the highway. It was nearly 7 pm and we had 140 miles to get back to the motorhome.

When you are in the company of those you love and mean the most to you there is no sense of time and distance.