On May 1, 1998 the big day had finally arrived. Jamie and I were all set
to embark on a three week trip to the USA. The first leg of our trip was
a tour down the Oregon Coast which proved to be an adventure in itself.
There was no hassle involved in crossing the border. We answered the guard's
questions, and with no further adieu we were in America. I stopped shortly
afterwards to grab gas and a coffee. The guy ahead of me in the cashier
line-up suddenly turned around and bumped into me, spilling his hot coffee
all over, including on my shorts. He quickly apologized though, and the
gas station staff were more than happy to give me paper towels and show me
where the restroom was.
We cruised through Seattle and kept on going until Olympia where we stopped
for lunch at the Olive Garden restaurant. We were quite surprised when the
waitress went over EVERY SINGLE MENU SELECTION in crystal clear detail.
Such thorough service is very uncommon in Canada. After that, we headed west
to the coastline and crossed to Port of Astoria Bridge to enter the State
of Oregon. This was one of the longest floating bridges we encountered
on our trip, and it took us at least five minutes to drive across! It used
to be a toll bridge, but they removed the tool three years ago as confirmed
by the information booth just prior to the bridge. At the Oregon end of
the bridge, the span raises up out of the water so that large boats can
circumnavigate underneath the bridge. We got a picture of a ferry doing
that.
In Astoria, Jamie and I took each other's pictures in front of the Port of
Astoria Watertower before heading a short distance out of town to where
our campsite, Fort Stevens State Park, was. This was the first stop on
the open Oregon Coastline. There were miles of rollerbladable trails, and
hiking trails as well. Also, an ancient shipwreck was on the beach, which
we visited. It looked as if this shipwreck had been there for hundreds of
years, and it made for some great pictures.
Further down the Oregon Coast, we were slightly dissapointed in that the
highway was closed north of Canon Beach due to the Oregon D.O.T. performing
tunnel reconstruction near the area. So we had to detour a little out of
the way, but we still got to see many more great Oregon Coast vistas.
Of these vistas, we stopped off at numerous lighthouses. Strategically
placed at the mouths of rivers and at rocky bluffs, the ancient lighthouses
we saw (no longer in operation) served as a tremendous asset in helping
navy ships enter rivers from the Pacific Ocean. Also, the construction of jetties
done by the United States Navy helped ships enter and leave the rivers.
We managed to take numerous pictures of some of these old lighthouses.
The small towns and larger cities along the Oregon coast were remarkable.
Each town would be about 10 miles apart; you finish leaving one town
and it's just a hop, skip, and a jump to another. The friendly atmosphere,
conservative lifestyle, and breathtaking scenery make the Oregon Coast
a prime place to live. We stopped by the city of Newport, where they were
having a kite display although we couldn't get a closer look because there
were no more parking spots available!
Our second night stay was in Honeyman State Park. This park featured
numerous sand dunes within a short walking distance of the campground
and proved to be great exercise for early morning walking. After this
park, we continued driving down the Oregon Coast and saw much more breathtaking
scenery. At this one place, we stopped by for ice cream and Jamie made
the mistake of saying ".... ,eh?" to the store clerk at the ice cream place.
The clerk picked up right away on this cue and said, "You guys are from
Canada, aren't you?" We replied that we were and since then we didn't
say 'eh' to anymore people in the States. After our drive down Oregon,
we then entered the State of California to head for San Fransisco.
--by Steve Ruelle