June 5, 2015. NSP.

 

June 5, 2015.  The wind was stronger today than yesterday.  I have sand in my eyes, hair, ears and nose.  As a result, we didn't spend much time on the beach.  We were there long enough to snap a few shots of the waving sea grass, kiteboarders and Annie bundled against the wind.

Nehalem has camp sites for horses.  Well, they are actually for the horse owners, but each site has two small corrals to hold the horses overnight.  The horse people arrived today, no doubt, planning for a weekend of riding along the beach.

There is an old Volkswagen bus here.  It looks to be several decades and several hundred thousand miles old.  It has Alabama tags on it, so it is a long way from home.  I am guessing the bus has a couple of bunks in it, but the occupants also overflow into a tent. The bus has been here as long as we have.  I know there is a story there, I just don't know what it is.  Each time we've passed by, there has been no one home.

There is an airport here.  It is one of the few state parks where guests can fly in. The runway is 3400 feet which is more than adequate for private planes.  It can't accommodate jets, but then we don't see many jet owners in state park campgrounds.

Nehalem also is flush with deer.  We saw four more today.  The deer are absolutely fearless.  I was nearly as close to them as the pictures suggest yet they didn't run.  They would take a few slow steps just to maintain a safe distance between us.

We will leave Nehalem in the morning.  We will drive from here to Portland, OR, pick up I-84 and continue east.  We don't know where we will finish the day.  Annie doesn't want to spend the entire day driving, so it may not be far from here.  We will see.