Oregon’s coastline has a lot of public land, which is great for us. Every few miles there’s a day-use area usually with a scenic overlook, picnic tables and restrooms. With so much to see and so many welcoming places to stop, our daily milage has plummeted. We find the day escapes us and before we know it the sun is on its way out and we’ve not covered much ground. In the past two days, we’ve ridden 43 miles.
It was explained to us that much of the Oregon coast remained public land because a coastal road was not completed until the 1930s. Until then, people often used the beaches for North-South travel. The Oregon Beach Bill of 1967 maintains the beaches as public land.
The beaches are often interrupted by rocky outcrops rising up out of the sea, long ago separated from their brethren on the mainland. The space between having been slowly washed away by the relentless tides.
Something about the beach gives this part of the trip a vacationy feel. Maybe it’s because the biking is SO easy. With no climbs over 750 feet, a pretty consistent tailwind, and campgrounds spaced every 15-30 miles, this makes for a great beginner’s bike tour. Speaking of tailwinds, at last, we are headed in the right direction! Mother Nature is finally behind us in this journey 🙂
The weather has cooled dramatically since our days inland. It’s in the 60s during the day, 50s at night. Tonight I had to break out my winter hat and wooly socks! One benefit of the colder weather is we can carry a block of cheese without it getting sweaty in the heat. I ♥ cheese. We’ve been trying to add more protein to our diet. To this end, we ate an entire rotisserie chicken for lunch. Our stomachs didn’t get the memo that we’ve reduced our daily milage, therefore burning much fewer calories. We still have voracious appetites.
Tonight we’re tucked in the thicket behind the beach. It feels like we’re in a hobbit hole with the brush and low growing trees providing walls and a roof around us. We’re thankful for the barrier from the howling wind and drifting sand.
After a brief walk on the beach, we tuck into our hobbit hole, out of the cold wind, and watch a few episodes of Dexter.