Today’s plan was to head south to Charleston to go
crabbing. I’d read about it in the
orthopedist’s office the day we left.
Unfortunately, our plans were derailed.
Along the way we stopped to see the resident elk herd in
Reedsport. If you live in a state with
elk, or have been to Yellowstone, I wouldn’t recommend wasting your time. They were very far away—at least when we
were there—and not that impressive. We
also stopped at the Oregon Dunes National Recreation Area visitors’ center
(passport stamp!). Then took the John
Dellenback Dunes Trail to the dunes.
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| Oregon dunes from the Dellenback Trail. |
Our next stop was Clausen’s Oysters. A little out of the way, but worth it, as Marc got a whole pint of “cuts” (which the woman said were oysters that were cut during shucking) for less than $7. We headed into North Bend and stopped at their visitors’ center but it was closed. Getting back out onto the street, Marc noticed a rhythmic sound coming from under the van. We stopped to check the tires but they all seemed fine. We headed on to Safeway to get some lemon and hot sauce to go with the oysters. As soon as Marc got out, he heard a hissing from the front tire. FLAT! He quickly found a Les Schwab only two miles away and we headed there. They got us in without too much wait and fixed the tire at no charge!
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| Clausen's Oysters operation, North Bend, Oregon. |
By the time we got to Charleston, we were too late to do any crabbing, so we just headed to an oceanfront park to eat dinner. We then decided to camp near Charleston to try crabbing the next day. The state campground was horrifying with RVs packed one upon another. Driving up the coast, we found a parking lot that didn’t say “Day Use Only,” as many did. So we decided to “stealth camp,” which is where you leave the top down and try to not be obvious that you’re sleeping inside.
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| Scenic view of "stealth camping." |
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| Less scenic view of "stealth camping. Marc thinks it was a sewage treatment plant. |
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