A few days ago on one of the only sunny days on the southern Oregon coast the family and I embarked on a visit to Salt and Pepper beach south of Port Orford on 101. My mom, sister and brother-in-law hadn’t been yet and they needed to see such an outstanding place.
The day couldn’t have been more perfect for a December coastal day. Trailblazing down the hillside, slipping down the mud and tripping our way through blackberry vines quickly warmed us up. With the sun shining it felt like a perfect sunny day.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: this is the most spectacular beach I’ve seen. As you walk down the final grassy hill and look down upon the beach you can’t help but feel part of a mystical place. There are no buildings, electric lines, roads; there are no sounds other than the boom of the waves crashing on the rocks. It’s as out of this world as I’ve been while staying right here in Oregon.
When I’m on Salt and Pepper beach a feeling of peace washes over me. Maybe it’s my brain waves syncing up with the tide. Maybe it’s the memories I have as a child splashing through the waves. The sun rays peaking through the clouds and the glow of the blue/gray ocean balance and calm me. I want to do yoga, sleep and run when I come to this place.
It has been such a good week down in Port Orford with my family. We haven’t been all together for several years and this time has been memorable. I wish we could all stay here for at least another week, and yet real life awaits. My sister and bro-in-law will fly out shortly, I’ll be heading to Portland and my brother off to where ever the wind takes him. It’s sad parting ways, I only hope we’ll all be together sooner than it took last time.