Don't you think this is a quote that would live in infamy if it came from Louis and Clark's journals? Alas, it is only my own. Feeling a bit dramatic I guess.
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About 7 miles south of Bandon is a Wild Animal Game Park that someone along my travels said I should stop at. It had been a while since I have been to a zoo or something like this, so I took the time to stop.
The best thing about this place is you get to touch some of the animals...
Like this 14 month old bob cat...
A white skunk...
Another good thing for me that I took the time to stop, was I found myself another pair of FAB sunglasses!! And everyone knows I need another pair of THOSE !! :)
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When I pulled out of there, I hit 1,000 miles on this adventure!! And the van is still running! Yay! :)
Further south I pulled off of Hwy 101 and went to Floras Lake State Park. On the way I saw this cranberry bog...
At the lake I watched some Kite Boarders. Looked like fun, but it also looked like it took a lot of muscle. These guys were just ripping across the lake which people there told me was only 6 to 8 feet deep.
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I finally made my way to Cape Blanco! Which was sort of one of the reasons for the whole trip down the coast. I thought Cape Blanco was the western most point of the contiguous United States, HOWEVER, I was wrong. Cape Alava in Washington beats it out by about 6 feet. So, I was a little bummed by that, but no matter.... I'll hit Cape Alava someday. Cape Blanco is the most western point of Oregon, so that is still something.
View from the top. See the upwelling of the ocean? The waves were really turning up the sand...
And this is the "end of the land". You cannot walk out onto the bluff because it is actually Indian land, but this is the end point of Oregon...
I was a happy girl!
But my day was far from being over yet!
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I drove down the road and stopped at the Pioneer Cemetery...
and met a bicyclist and a lady in a dark car. They seemed to know each other, but it turned out they didn't. The lady had some paper and some chalk and wanted to do some etchings from the head stones. We helped her as best we could, but they weren't turning out. We walked out of the cemetery and the bicyclist managed to escape the talking lady, but I asked her about her car license plates that were on upside down... I asked, "Don't the cops stop you about this?" And she replied no, not like they used to. From there, she went on about how she had a guy staying in her guest house and the police came in and seized his computer, and because of what was on the computer and the fact that it was her property, she was labeled a terrorist. For the next hour, she talked about this, then she said, "I'm hungry, let go eat!" She utterly fascinated me, but I was a leary also. I texted my son the name she had given me and her license plate and told him I was going to dinner in a public place with this lady.
We had an excellent meal. She talked non-stop all through dinner and I only got to get a word in every so often.
We had an excellent meal. She talked non-stop all through dinner and I only got to get a word in every so often.
After dinner we walked down through the town a bit, and then sat for a while in the garden of a museum until my bottom got cold on the cement bench. She told me I could come and stay at her place in Gold Beach but I declined, saying I wanted to spend a day or two in Port Orford first. She gave me directions to her place, and drove away.
I texted my son to say I was safe and sound, and that she had been harmless and I had enjoyed her company. He said he wondered what it was about her that I felt I needed to send him information, and I said, well, I was just going to go have dinner with someone I had just met, and I felt it was a good thing to do.
I had spent 5 hours with this lady, M., and spent several more that night thinking through a lot of the things she talked about and shared with me. It was very interesting, and she always came back to some certain political themes. I felt she had some important opinions, and her life, from her words, had certainly been interesting. Some of the details were a little hazy because she never covered anything in a chronological order. She skipped around a lot, sometimes started talking about other people and some of the things she said were really funny and she meant them to be. I think she could be a stand-up comic actually.
It was an encounter I was glad to have experienced.
:)I texted my son to say I was safe and sound, and that she had been harmless and I had enjoyed her company. He said he wondered what it was about her that I felt I needed to send him information, and I said, well, I was just going to go have dinner with someone I had just met, and I felt it was a good thing to do.
I had spent 5 hours with this lady, M., and spent several more that night thinking through a lot of the things she talked about and shared with me. It was very interesting, and she always came back to some certain political themes. I felt she had some important opinions, and her life, from her words, had certainly been interesting. Some of the details were a little hazy because she never covered anything in a chronological order. She skipped around a lot, sometimes started talking about other people and some of the things she said were really funny and she meant them to be. I think she could be a stand-up comic actually.
It was an encounter I was glad to have experienced.
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